Without waming, she closed the distance between her and Marcus, wrapping her arms around his neck


    and nting a sweet, lingering kiss on his lips.


    “My love, who’s bothering you at thiste hour? Don’t they know you need rest?” she said, clearly trying


    to provoke Rhea.


    Why would Marcus be tired at night? The thought was almost humorous to him, and his serious


    expression melted away.


    He pulled Millie closer, returning her kiss with a passionate intensity. He hadpletely forgotten that


    he was still on a call.


    On the other end of the line, Rhea heard the sound of heavy breathing and quickly surmised that


    something intimate was transpiring between Millie and Marcus.


    With a note of reluctance, Marcus pulled away from Millie’s lips, tersely saying to Rhea, “I’m


    preupied at the moment. Goodbye.”


    He ended the call and turned back to Millie, resuming their fervent embrace.


    After a time, Millie found herself needing to escape Marcus’ relentless pursuit.


    Though thrilling, his passionate advances were overwhelming, and she began to fear that his ardor


    might literally take her breath away.


    Eventually, Marcus released Millie, a satisfied smile on his face. She quickly disentangled herself,


    leaping off hisp and putting distance between them.


    “I’ll go downstairs to throw this away,” Millie said, picking up a bag filled with garbage, her voice still


    tinged with the excitement of their previous moment.


    Upon taking out the trash and returning, Millie was puzzled to find the corridor light off, though it had


    been on when she’d left.


    With trepidation, she fumbled towards the door. Just as her fingers were about to reach the handle, she


    felt a sharp object press against her waist, and a hand covered her mouth, her heart pounding in


    sudden fear.


    “Hmm…”


    In a sinister voice, Giovanni whispered into Millie’s ear, “Mrs. Thomas, we meet again.”


    A chill ran down Millie’s spine as she recognized the voice, and she couldn’t help but wonder why


    Giovanni’s presence still haunted Preagend. Her legs trembled with fear, knowing that he was here for


    vengeance.


    “Your husband’s assistant was incredibly ruthless,” Giovanni continued, his breath hot on her skin. “He


    actually threw me into the river after tying me up. But I managed to escape and survive. A better life


    awaits me, but first, 1 must eliminate you.”


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    A pitiful whimper escaped Millie’s lips.


    She was almost home, just one step away from safety. Though she knew Marcus was in the living


    room, she found herself unable to call out to him for help.


    “Stop struggling. It’s futile,” Giovanni said coldly, his words a chilling promise. “I’m going to kill you


    now.”


    In his twisted mind, he believed that with Millie out of the way, Fiona would be free from worry. All that


    remained was to wait for his payment.


    Giovanni’s face twisted into a scornful sneer as he held the knife, preparing to plunge it into Millie.