Chapter 225


    She''d be better suited scrubbing toilets in mypany.”


    Bjorn’s mutter left Millie at a loss for words. His continuous belittling did not escape Millie’s notice.


    Millie found herself questioning her unusually pleasant mood today. She positioned herself to the side, allowing her eyes to roam


    freely,pletely disregarding the utterances of the inked man. She regarded him with scorn and dismissed him entirely.


    “Mr. Kelly, your sense of humor is as twisted as abyrinth. No matter her shorings, she is human. Equating her to a pig is


    unjust,” Leon interrupted abruptly.


    Millie’s brows knitted together in confusion, unable toprehend Leon’s intervention.


    She had decided to weather the storm; why was Leon fanning the mes?


    Bjorn, however, was unfazed by Leon''s interjection, a smug grin stretching across his face. “If she’s not a pig, then what is she? |


    reckon she falls short even inparison to a pig.”


    Bjorn’s unchecked arrogance and esctingughter spurred Millie’s temper, her delicate fingers curling into fists at her sides. It


    was clear she was nearing her threshold.


    ncing at Millie, Bjorn let his arrogance surge forth.


    “By the way, what''s your name? Your service leaves much to be desired. The manager will hear of this.”


    int? Millie felt a cold dread clutching at her. If Grace’s job were to be affected, she would throw caution to the wind and


    face the consequences head-on.


    She wouldter offer marypensation to the manager, hoping to save Grace’s employment. After all, who could resist the


    allure of extra money?


    “Your name?” Bjorn reiterated, his impatience tangible.


    “Refer to me as ‘Father’,” Millie retorted, seizing the coffee cup before Bjorn and sshing its contents across his smug


    countenance.


    As droplets of water dripped down Bjom’s chin, his dumbstruck expression was a sight to behold.


    But Millie wasn’t finished.


    “So, you wish to lodge aint against me? Proceed. It won’t make me bat an eyelid.”


    With a final pointed look at Bjorn, Millie strode towards the exit, a fierce determination in her step. Before crossing the threshold,


    she turned back one final time.


    “If | were to be likened to a pig, then you, sir, would be a conceited piglet, sans a mother’s care.”? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    Good people often bear the brunt of mistreatment, Millie mused. The more she bore, the more she was bulldozed. Holding her


    head high, she pushed the door open and exited, leaving behind the unbearable presence of Bjorn.


    Derek sneaked a nce at Marcus, who wore a smug grin on his face, and a chuckle escaped his lips. Observing this spectacle,


    he felt a surge of satisfaction.


    “Hasten and fetch that woman back here. Today, | will ensure her demise!” Bjorn booted his stunnedckey beside him, berating


    loudly.