Chapter 342


    Chapter: 342


    The strange man was studying her as she tidied up the room, much to her difort.


    Marcus, on the other hand, did not look at her again. Millie bit her lower lip as she wondered when the man came here.


    When she nced into the study earlier, Marcus was alone.


    Millie turned to Han and examined him. Up close, the man was far more ripped than she had originally thought, and he was


    strikingly attractive with his bronzedplexion.


    Because he was only wearing a T-shirt, his toned arms and the long, hideous scar on one of them were on full disy.


    Millie estimated that the scar was at least twenty centimetres long.


    She continued to study Han, causing Marcus to frown in disapproval.


    “Stop staring. Get back to work.”


    Upon hearing that, Millie immediately tore her gaze away from Han. She walked to the curtain and opened it to let some light


    and air into the room. The ce was stuffy from theck of venttion. She could not fathom how the two men managed to stay


    there.


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    It was then that Han decided to break the silence. “Marcus, are all of your servants this good-looking? She’s too pretty to be a


    maid.”


    Marcus reclined in his seat, resting his arms on the armrests. He nced at the woman mopping the floor. Millie, unlike the other


    servants, looked great in her maid’s uniform.


    She would probably still look stunning even if she wore rags.


    Why was the woman still doing household chores, though? Celeste was really treating her like a maid.


    Marcus withdrew his gaze from Millie and turned to Han. “When did you be so superficial?”


    Han chuckled. “I really envy you sometimes, Marcus. At least you didn’t have to stay in that boring ce.”


    The corners of Marcus’ lips twitched into a smirk. “Do you regret your decision now?”


    With that, the conversation between the two stopped. Millie finished mopping the floor and went to the table in the middle of the


    room. She pointed her slender finger at the wine ss and asked, “Are you still going to use this wine ss?”


    There were wine stains in the ss, and the bottles were empty, so Millie assumed they were already done drinking.


    “Take it away,” Han said.


    When Millie grabbed the ss, she noticed the droplets of wine on the table.


    She frowned at the strewn papers on it. She had never seen Marcus’ study so disorganized.