Chapter 445


    Unbeknownst to them, Nancy had overheard their exchange from a nearby corner.


    Her heart pounded in her chest. Millie had kept silent about the trap—for now.


    But what if Marcus were to question her? Millie would definitely tell him that Nancy was behind it all!


    What then would Marcus do to her?


    Would she get a demotion? Would she be fired from thepany? Or something even more severe? She didn’t want any of that


    to happen!


    Though Nancy still held sway within Thomas Group, the prospect of Marcus’ wrath was a terror she could not bear.


    The more she dwelled on it, the more panic-stricken she became, prompting her to slip away quietly.


    She needed toe up with a n quickly. She didn’t intend to relinquish her position as the chief design of the Thomas Group.


    Back in her room, her disquiet did not go unnoticed.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    When he saw how anxious Nancy was upon her return to the room, Humphrey clenched his fists. This time, he wasn’t going to


    let her suffer alone.


    “Nancy, if something weighs on your mind, confide in me. Whatever it is, I''ll help you resolve it.”


    Humphrey''s voice trembled as he eximed, “You didn’t! Tell me you didn’t deceive Millie and lead her into that snow pit?”


    At this point, he was too shocked to utter another word.


    How had the woman he’d adored be capable of such cold, deliberate cruelty?


    “| wanted her gone, Humphrey. Gone!” Nancy spat, her eyes aze with hatred.


    “She humiliated me. She deserved it.”


    For a moment, Humphrey was paralyzed with disbelief. Nancy’s face twisted with a dark despair.


    “If Millie tells Marcus, my life is over. | don’t know how she ensnared him, but he searched for her relentlessly. He doesn’t


    despise her, Humphrey. That''s a lie.”


    “You''d kill her over losing apetition? Is there anything left of the Nancy | fell in love with?” he asked.


    Why didn’t she feel a single ounce of remorse for killing Millie?


    Herck of guilt, her wish to kill over something so trivial-it didn’t make sense.


    Humphrey felt a gnawing suspicion that her hatred was rooted in something moreplex.