Millie halted and tumed to confront the two figures with their garish, dyed hair.


    “What do you want from me?” she sneered.


    One of the men, adomed in a conspicuously bright floral shirt, smirked as he answered, “You’re quite


    attractive. I think I’d like to get to know you.”


    Millie’s eyes narrowed. The pair were clearly no good; their ostentatious attire screamed trouble. And


    they were brazen enough to ost her in broad daylight.


    “If you continue to follow me, I will call the police,” Millie warned them firmly.


    “Go ahead and call them if you like. We’ve done nothing wrong. Can’t we admire a beautiful woman


    from a distance?” one of them retorted, reaching out to touch her chin, only to find her recoiling in


    disgust.


    “Who sent you? And how much were you paid?” Millie countered, certain that there was more to this


    situation than random harassment.


    Unsurprisingly, the two men exchanged a knowing nce as soon as Millie finished speaking, then


    they divulged the motive behind their conduct.


    “There’s no reason to keep it from you. If you want us to stop following you and desire some peace,


    simply move out of this neighborhood,” one of them said.


    Upon hearing this, Millie instantlyprehended the person orchestrating the whole affair—Fiona.


    Fiona was the individual in thismunity who was most keen on avoiding Millie, fearing that she


    would be exposed in front of Leon.


    Without another word, Millie continued on her way, confident that in the full light of day, the pair


    wouldn’t dare harm her.


    Reaching an intersection, Millie spotted a traffic police officer on duty, his stern face reflecting his


    dedication to thew. She approached him, looking visibly shaken.


    “Officer,” she said, her voice quivering, “those two men behind me have been following me.” She then


    raised her hand to point at the duo.


    The traffic officer’s eyes sharpened as he assessed the two suspicious-looking men.


    “Don’t worry, miss,” he assured her, before striding towards them.


    Feeling the weight of guilt, the two men hastily retreated.


    After expressing her gratitude to the traffic police officer, Millie continued on to the hospital.


    Meanwhile, at Thomas Group headquarters, Marcus had just exited his car when Rhea hurried towards


    him, saying, “Marcus.”


    Adorned in a pink dress, Rhea looked both sweet and charming at a first nce.


    However, Marcus’ brow furrowed, his expression revealing no pleasure at Rhea’s appearance.


    “What’s the matter?” he inquired, his voice taking on a professional tone.All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.