Trenton intoned.


    “Understood. Leave me now.”


    Apprehension painted Trenton’s demeanor as he apprised Marcus’ ailing condition, prompting him to


    withdraw and shut the portal to Marcus’ introspection.


    Mouthful by mouthful, Marcus imbibed the acrid potion, the phone before him a beacon of unresolved


    thoughts. His gaze remained tethered to the screen.


    Having a thought cross his mind, he utilized the internal line to summon Trenton inside.


    “A short span past, Millie encountered an unforeseen slumber at the airport terminal. Unearth the


    labyrinthine truth.”


    Taken aback momentarily, Trenton nodded in acknowledgment.


    “Indeed, sir.”


    “Channel your efforts, particrly to unveil Shera’s whereabouts.”


    Despite harboring uncertainties, Trenton ced his trust in Marcus and initiated an investigation.


    Addressing the group in the charity department, Shera humbly expressed, “Greetings to all. I anticipate


    a harmonious coboration ahead.”


    A collective nce circted, a symphony of astonishment echoing in shared sentiments.


    “Wasn’t she killed in a car ident?”


    “Indeed, it’s quite peculiar.”


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Without sumbing to frustration, Shera embarked on a_ patient exnation.


    “I stand before you as a living being, not an ethereal specter. Lay your concerns to rest. I sustained


    severe injuries, and I have been convalescing in foreignnds.”


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    With each measured word from Shera’s lips, the fog of skepticism began to disperse, gradually


    unveiling the truth concealed within their doubts.


    “Miss Evans, our inquisitiveness springs from curiosity, not malice.”


    “Your understanding is appreciated.”


    Shera proceeded to her desk, taking a seat and resting her hands on the sleek surface of the table. A


    swirl ofplex emotions welled up within her.


    Five years had psed, and a chasm of time was bridged as Shera rejoined the ranks of Thomas


    Group. Yet, the machinations of Rhea had narrowly diverted her from bing the mistress of the


    Thomas name.


    This realization scratched at her thoughts, her fingernails etching a mark of unrest upon the table’s


    surface.


    In the rustic tranquility, Millie found respite beneath the shade of a willow tree, her chin resting upon her


    palm.


    Uncertain of when she would be able to make her way back to Preagend, she contemted the


    uncertain future.