Chapter 220


    Their exchange attracted the curious nces of other staff members. Thankfully,


    Marcus continued forward, guided by the restaurant manager, oblivious to their interaction.


    Millie stole a nce at the departing figure and whispered to Leon, “No...”


    But the man ahead hade to a halt. He turned to look at Millie.


    Upon her arrival at the restaurant, Millie noticed the patrons hailed from the upper echelons of society. Not wanting to be


    identified as the youngdy of the Thomas family, she hastily removed her light makeup and reced it with a heavy one,


    complete with bright red lipstick. Unless someone knew her intimately, she’d be virtually unrecognizable.


    Marcus scrutinized Millie''s face, his gaze icy.


    Millie’s heart pounded under his piercing stare, as if he could see right through her.


    “The cousin-inw ims | was mistaken. Did I?”


    Turning around, Marcus rebuked, “If you’re here to learn, silence is the first rule.”


    Leon offered Millie a knowing smile before trailing after his cousin.


    “It seems like | was mistaken indeed.”


    Their departure was followed by an inquiry from the supervisor standing next to Millie.


    “What just happened? He is our most distinguished guest. Did something go wrong?


    If you offend a guest today due to your carelessness, I’d consider Grace''s decision to have you rece her irresponsible.”N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    Millie, taken aback, reassured the supervisor. “Rest assured, |’ll be on my best behavior. I’ve worked in restaurants before. The


    guest merely mistook me for someone else.”


    Upon their arrival at the private dining room, the restaurant manager held the door open for Marcus to enter the opulent room.


    The head of the Dayen Group was already seated.


    Taking the head seat, Marcus faced a man across therge round table, his neck adorned with a tattoo, who raised his ss in


    salute.


    “Mr. Thomas, your reputation precedes you. I’m Bjorn, the general manager of the Dayen Group.”


    Marcus, sporting a faux smile, unbuttoned his suit jacket and leaned back in his chair, leaving his ss untouched.


    “I''m pressed for time. Let''s cut to the chase.”


    Following the formal gathering in the hall, Millie escaped to the restroom to touch up her makeup, trying to calm her nerves.


    Her phone buzzed out of the blue.