Chapter 417


    Chapter: 417


    Millie recalled that he often got up earlier than her. Here in this hotel, he got up earlier than her, but she justified it by his


    responsibilities.


    Their argument waned, and a silence fell as they gazed into each other’s eyes.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    Millie felt drawn into his gaze, unable to escape, seeing her reflection in his eyes.


    Her logic warned her not to sumb, but she felt powerless.


    Breaking the spell, Millie told Marcus, “You should rise. It’s gettingte.”


    After Marcus left, Millie tried to sleep more but found herself restless, and so she went out.


    Upon entering the hotel’s hall, she encountered Nancy and Laurel at the café, their spoons turning slowly.


    Next to themy Nancy''s design draft, both women giving Millie a chilly stare.


    Millie appeared slightly worn, ordered a coffee, and found a secludeder to sit in.


    It was a small cafe. Despite her chosen spot, she could hear Nancy and Laurel’s conversation.


    With a casual tone, Nancy remarked while casting a nce in the direction of Millie, who was not too far off.


    “Her eyes are marked with dark circles. It seems that her anxiety overpleting the design kept her awake throughout the


    night.”


    “Certainly. Her uncooperative mind refuses to provide her any inspiration. Just observe, Nancy, her under-eye circles will likely


    worsen tomorrow.”


    Swirling her coffee, Millie took a sip before setting it aside. She then approached the table where Nancy was seated, casting a


    nce at the draft paper. Noticing that Nancy had only just started the design, a smile crept across Millie’s face.


    “Just starting? | apologize. My design is alreadyplete. Put in the effort, Nancy, because by the time you finish your design,


    mine will be produced.”


    Nancy quickly hid her design, fearful Millie might see it.


    Did Millie mention that her design was alreadypleted?


    Was she kidding?


    Subsequently, Nancy noticed that Millie had departed.


    In an angry tone, Laurel eximed, “Nancy, did | mishear that earlier? Did she actually im that her design is already


    completed?”


    Nancy dismissed Millie, contemptuously stating, “She must be bragging, Even if she has finished, it’s likely a doodle.”


    “Exactly what can she design? Your work will surely be the most astonishing.”