“Atst, the truth,” Darin spat.


    “From the beginning, you never intended to marry me. You only wanted to use me to eliminate your


    obstacles. Marcus doesn’t care for you, so you try to kill the one he loves, even your own sister who


    had been nothing but kind to you.


    No one would dare care for someone as cruel as you.”


    Rhea stared at Darin, disbelief in her eyes. How could he speak to her this way? He had always treated


    her with gentleness and respect.


    How did he know about her sister? It was her darkest secret.


    “If you’re thinking of ending the engagement, forget it. Do you hate that I’ll rely on a wheelchair now?


    Then I’ll marry you, and you will be my wife.”


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    In a rage, Rhea grabbed an apple from the bedside and hurled it at Darin’s face.


    “You’re crazy.”


    Meanwhile, Marcus exited the building and found Millie waiting in the parking lot. The night wind


    tousled her soft hair, and she seemed to sense his approach. Turning, she saw himing.


    “I didn’t wake you because you were sleeping so peacefully,” Marcus exined.


    Millie nodded.


    “Let’s go home.”


    Millie’s mind was consumed with what Rhea had said earlier. Rhea seemed certain that she and


    Marcus would soon part. What could she know that would make her think that?


    Millie felt a knot of nervousness in her stomach.


    Marcus traversed the winding roads to the secluded vi perched atop the mountain, a sanctuary


    hidden from the world. This time, Millie’s eyes were drawn to a series of golden letters beside the


    entrance, spelling out the name “Cloud Vi.”


    The words resonated in Millie’s mind, fitting seamlessly with the location.


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    As dawn kissed the sky, Marcus roused Millie from her slumber.


    “Awaken; we shall journey to thepany today,” he announced.


    “To thepany?” Millie echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief.


    Marcus’ serious and unyielding gaze confirmed that she hadn’t misheard.


    “I never agreed to work for the Thomas Group,” Millie protested, confusion still clouding her eyes.


    “Millie, does fear grip you?” Marcus inquired, his eyes attempting to pierce her very soul.


    He could not bear the thought of Millie working elsewhere; he was only content when she was within


    his protective embrace.


    “No,” she replied, her voice firm.