Chapter 318


    After mulling it over, she lifted her gaze and announced, “I''ll give you the benefit of the doubt for now. But let me be clear: it’s not


    jealousy. Don’t misunderstand. | just disapprove of such behavior.”


    Millie felt a wave of frustration, almostpelling her to p herself. Why did she present herself as if she were eaten up by


    jealousy? She wasn''t in love with him, so why should she feel jealous?


    “Truly? If you''re feeling jealous, just admit it. | won’t tease you,” Marcus probed.


    “No, I’m not. Why would | be? Furthermore, if you choose to have a mistress, that’s your business. I’m an open-minded


    individual. | can find myself a toy boy. | won’t let myself be disadvantaged.” Millie defensively shrugged, almost as if she were


    convincing herself.


    In reality, she prided herself on her fidelity. If she loved someone, she wouldn''t tolerate any form of infidelity.


    How could she condone his having a mistress? Absolutely not!


    And the idea of maintaining a toy boy seemed alien to her, filling her with unease.


    Suddenly, Marcus drew close and asked, “Really? You’d get yourself a toy boy?”


    “Yes, if you n on ying around, | might just acquire a few toy boys and make a fool out of you daily,” Millie retorted, anger


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    Marcus found her ire amusing. He sat backfortably, ready to y along.


    “Keeping a toy boy can be costly. Do you think you have enough resources for that?”


    Upon hearing this, Millie lifted her chin defiantly.


    “Don’t underestimate me. I’m a jewelry designer. I’ll amass wealth in due time. And if | get too affluent, | might just part ways with


    you.”


    Millie was indeed gifted in her craft, but she downyed her achievements and fame to avoid being ostentatious.


    “You seem very self-assured. How much do you think you can make?” Marcus inquired, intrigued.


    Arching her brows, Millie asserted, “I will surely be the most renowned jewelry designer in the world someday.”


    “such confidence?” Marcus pressed.


    “Yes, indeed. A wise fortune teller once told me I''d be the richest woman in the world. Since I''m a jewelry designer, it stands to


    reason that | need to be the most famous one to achieve that wealth.”


    As Millie concluded, she noticed Marcus stifling hisughter.


    “What''s so funny?” she queried.


    “| think you missed a key detail. The fortune teller must have meant that your man would be the world’s wealthiest.”


    Millie was perplexed. “What do you mean?”