Chapter 338


    Chapter: 338


    The rest of the shoot was a seamless blend of various themes, their cooperation adding to the smooth progression.


    As they headed back, exhaustion imed Millie, lulling her into a peaceful slumber.


    The day’s activities had drained her energy, and the fatigue set in the moment she was seatedfortably.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    Marcus nced back, noting Millie’s peaceful form leaning against the plush leather seat. He slowed the car and pulled over.


    Stepping out, he was joined by Derek.


    “Have you uncovered any information?” Marcus inquired about the man he had seen in the banyan forest.


    Derek nodded affirmatively and said, “It’s Han.”


    For a brief instant, Marcus’ features seemed frozen, like a sculpture caught in the midst of a pivotal revtion. He harbored a


    potent intuition, a sense that the stalker was none other than Han.


    “As soon as Han left the manor, he set his course directly for the Peak Hotel. Mr. Thomas, shall we venture forth to meet him?”


    Derek ventured to ask.


    With eyes locked on the infinite horizon, Marcus offered anguid response.


    “No need. He will seek me out of his own ord.”


    From the moment Han’s footfalls echoed in Preagend, he had targeted Marcus. It appeared this visit was intended solely for


    Marcus—a personal call of sorts.


    Derek suggested, “Would it be prudent to station a few guards inconspicuously to ensure Madam’s safety until Han departs


    Preagend?”


    Marcus withdrew his hand from the crisp fabric of his suit trousers, balling it into a fist that showcased the sharp artiction of his


    knuckles.


    He shifted his gaze to Millie, whoy asleep in the car, the lines of her face soft and innocent in repose.


    At times, he likened the sleeping Millie to a blissfully unaware Sleeping Beauty, stirring a reluctance to interrupt her peaceful


    dreams.


    But he understood that this woman was not always bathed in tranquility.


    asionally, she would perch herself on a swing, gazing at nothingness for long hours. Some nights found her restless and


    awake, clearly grappling with some invisible burden.


    “Yes, dispatch a handful of bodyguards to safeguard her discreetly.”


    Marcus acquiesced and stepped into the car. As the vehicle hummed to life, Millie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in confusion as


    she registered the road unfurling before them.


    The path led them back to the vi.


    “At the uing crossroads, drop me off. | must pay a visit to the hospital,” Millie announced.