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Chapter 187
Chapter 187
Chapter: 187 Once seated, though tardy, Millie found her appetite missing. An unbearable weight clung to her heart.
Apart from Marcus, the others at the table were the company’s brass, the power holders. As Millie occupied her seat, their expressions morphed into inquisitive masks.
Marcus, unfazed, picked up his milk glass, leaned back leisurely, and cast a sideways glance at Millie.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
He remembered how he had slipped back into his room at the crack of dawn, guilt gnawing at his conscience as he stole a glance at Millie’s flushed, peaceful countenance in slumber.
His initial intention was merely to find solace in Millie’s bed, troubled by sleepless nights. But seeing her sleep so peacefully, his heart faltered, succumbing to the temptation of staying longer.
He had intended to recline upon the bed, simply to acquaint himself with its touch, before promptly departing. However, little did he anticipate that he would find himself on the cusp of slumber, lingering in the embrace of sleep until the break of dawn.
If Millie knew that he slept in her bed last night, she would be furious.
Although Marcus never doubted his allure, he had an uncanny feeling that if Millie were to discover his nocturnal intrusion, her reaction would not mirror the delight of a woman who had won a fortune.
As Millie listlessly forked a piece of bread and chewed, she allowed her palm to prop up her cheek, her mind lost in thought. She was wondering who that man last night was. Such a scoundrel.
She recalled Marcus being in her room before she retired for the night and surreptitiously shot him a sidelong glance. Could he be the man?
What if he had unlatched the window in the morning?
Marcus, in the meantime, was engrossed in dissecting his steak, the profile of his face radiating authority. No signs of deviation were evident.
Marcus met her gaze as he casually lifted his eyes; the timing was so precise they almost locked eyes, but Millie managed to avert her gaze swiftly.
She yearned to seize Derek, who stood diligently by her side, and interrogate him about Marcus’ whereabouts last night.
“Mrs. Thomas, you seem under the weather. Shall | escort you to the hospital?”
Noticing her preoccupied demeanor, Derek interjected preemptively.
Millie shook her head, dismissing his concern. “No, I’m fine. My sleep was just a bit disturbed last night.” “Was the room not to your comfort? I'll arrange a different one for you.”
The memory of the morning’s unlatched window sent a chill through Millie. She was on edge.
“Did you hear about Charli’s ordeal last night? She was terrified when she discovered a man peering at her through the window during her late-night bathroom visit.”
“It could be a prowler, sneaking in under the cover of darkness.”