Chapter 290


    With a contemtive gaze, Marcus beheld the two individuals seated across the table, his expression knitting subtly. In truth, the


    primary purpose behind his visit to Millie was to inquire about a matter he believed she had declined, yet as fate would have it,


    her response proved otherwise, not being a refusal after all.


    “Certainly, that’s precisely what grandma wants.”


    “Capturing wedding photographs is totally not essential.”


    usations glimmered in Celeste’s eyes as she cast a scornful nce at Millie.


    From Marcus’ prior words, it was clear he had no desire to participate in the shooting. His request for Millie to dissuade udia


    had clearly fallen on deaf ears, and hence, the need for photos persisted.


    “Did Millie even attempt to oppose this idea when speaking with udia?” she inquired, suspicion dripping from every word.


    “Marcus, don’t let her trick you,” Rhea chimed in. “She must be enthusiastic about the idea of wedding photos, which is why she


    never contradicted grandma. You should have been the one to oppose it. Perhaps she’s been sweet-talking grandma, further


    strengthening her resolve to have these photos taken.”


    At these words, Millie’s hand involuntarily clenched, crushing the chips she held.


    She felt a retort bubbling up but realized the futility of her defense; their minds were already made up against her.


    The congenial atmosphere was abruptly shattered. Rhea’s and Celeste’s eyes bore into Millie, their expressions usatory and


    harsh.


    In the midst of the tension, Marcus’ foot brushed against Millie’s, his voice cutting through the thick silence.


    “stand up. Let''s leave.”? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    “Where are we heading?” Millie responded, her brows furrowing in confusion.


    “To work,” he replied while making strides towards the exit.


    “But you haven''t even had breakfast,” Celeste called after him.


    “Derek has arranged for it. I''ll eat at the office,” he announced, his tone leaving no room for further discussion.


    Millie rose and followed him swiftly, deciding that an interrupted breakfast was the lesser of the two evils. Besides, she had no


    idea what Marcus had in mind.


    Stepping outside, Millie found Marcus hadfortably settled in his Bentley, the same one he had driven the previous day.


    She stood rooted to the spot, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. Was he sincerely offering to drive her to work? He’d never


    offered before.


    Inside the Bentley, Marcus nced at his phone before returning his gaze to Millie.


    Seeing her still standing in puzzlement, he rolled down the window.


    “Hop in!” he urged.