Chapter 420


    Chapter: 420


    Upon hearing the news, Millie was rendered speechless.


    Across from her, Nancy shot a smug nce at Millie, who was without her work, and taunted, “Where’s your design? Weren''t you


    saying it would be here soon?”


    Simultaneously, Marcus, his team, Mrs. Barton, her team, and the panel of experts all turned their attention to Millie, fully aware


    that time was running short.


    Both Humphrey and Laurel were present to witness the drama unfold.


    Earlier, Laurel had informed Nancy that she was eager to see Millie’s defeat at Nancy''s hands. It promised to be quite the


    spectacle.


    With a furrowed brow, Millie rose from her seat. “I''ll wait outside.”


    As she exited, Nancy turned to Mrs. Barton and stated, “Mrs. Barton, we’re all businesspeople here. We know the importance of


    punctuality. If her work isn’t here by the deadline, she''ll lose.”


    Mrs. Barton agreed with a nod. “Of course.”


    Outside, Millie pulled out her phone, dialing Dustin Rodgers, the person responsible for transportation. Anger welled within her,


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    The work had beenpleted the previous afternoon. She had asked Dustin to send it overnight, but he had assured her there


    was no rush.


    He had a new girlfriend, and he wanted to spend the night with her. Now, it seemed that his tardiness and a mishap on the road


    had led to this crisis.


    It was all because he had wanted to enjoy some wine with his girlfriend and had slept in this moming. He had sped along the


    road, trying to make up for lost time, but then the unexpected t tire at the foot of the mountain had thrown everything into


    chaos.


    Millie pondered for a moment. When she had been in the room earlier, Marcus had looked at her with a feeling that was hard to


    describe. Was it that he found her unreliable?


    There was a hint of impatience in his eyes. What was bothering him? If she failed to produce the design, it would be she who


    faced humiliation, not him.


    She made several calls, but no one picked up. Millie nced at the clock again, realizing there were less than five minutes


    remaining.


    She lowered her eyes to her feet, wishing she had superpowers to fly down the mountain and retrieve her work.


    As Millie’s anxiety mounted, Marcus walked out of the room.


    He nced at Millie, noting her clenched fists. It was clear that she was extremely anxious.


    Millie looked at Marcus, her lips forming a pout.


    “The event is about to begin. Why did youe out?” she asked.


    Was he stepping outside just to observe her struggle?


    “I came out to have a cigarette,” Marcus replied, his voice indifferent.