Now it dawned on her that he was looking at the photo inside.


    Striving to maintain herposure, Lois approached. The sound of her footsteps caught Leon’s


    attention, causing him to close his wallet.


    Turning halfway, he spotted Lois and, with a hint of confusion, uttered, “Weren’t you out shopping? Why


    are you here? This isn’t the ce for women.”


    Lois, dressed in an elegant dress and white high-heeled shoes, emitted an air of sophistication.


    However, the shoes had been tainted by dust. “Where you are is where I want to be,” Lois softly


    replied.


    Today’s series of events had instilled a deep fear of losing him in her heart. Her love for him was


    profound.


    “Let’s get married.” Lois blurted out as she sped Leon’s hand.


    He paused for a moment before questioning, “Why bring this up all of a sudden?”


    “I’ve been your fiancée for a while now. I desire to be your official wife. Do you…”


    Lois cast her gaze toward the expansive construction site and continued slowly, “I’m the sole heir of my


    family. All of our family’s assets will be mine, and I can offer them to you.”


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    She knew he harbored ambitions and sought to aplish them. Marrying her would undoubtedly aid


    him in achieving his goals. Lois surmised.


    “I will achieve my aspirations through my own efforts. The wedding can wait. I’m too engrossed to


    arrange it presently.”


    Lois felt as though a knife had pierced her heart. As he spoke, his demeanor, his eyes, and his tone all


    exuded indifference, and his purported busyness appeared to be nothing more than an excuse.


    What would unfold if he discovered that the girl in the picture was Millie? The mere thought shattered


    Lois’ heart.


    “Alright, we’ll wait.”


    Once he resolved to do something, no external force could sway him. However, she resolved never to


    let him uncover that the girl was Millie, for the sake of everyone involved.


    After returning home with the food, Millie entered the kitchen to prepare soup.


    However, her mind was preupied with the photograph. Why wouldn’t Grandma provide an


    exnation?


    While passing the kitchen, Bria recalled the soup Millie had prepared the previous day. After Millie left,


    Celeste consumed another bowl, fueling Bria’s envy.


    Just as Bria was lost in thought, her phone rang.


    She looked around and answered the call.


    “Hello, Miss Evans.”


    “What’s been happening with Millietely?”