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Chapter 185
Chapter 185
Chapter: 185 Illuminated by an external source of light, two agile figures weaved their way in. The leader brandished a menacing blade, lunging at the bed’s center, targeting Millie.
With the reflexes of a startled fawn, Millie rolled off the bed, feeling her bones protest loudly. The assassin was instantly restrained by an invisible power.
Acommotion erupted in the room, like a sudden storm on a tranquil sea. Seeking refuge, Millie scuttled to the safety of a comer.
Thankfully, the storm subsided after a duo of screams. The room was bathed in light once more. Cautiously, Millie eased her hands away from her eyes, not wishing to be met with a malevolent sight.
Peeking through her fingers, Millie witnessed Marcus standing triumphant, one man’s hand underfoot and another's neck ensnared in his grasp, his aura as icy as winter winds.
Marcus’ gaze landed on Millie, who had risen from her comer. His foot pressed down with renewed vigor, crushing the hand trapped beneath.
“Brock was the one sending you here?”
The man sprawled on the floor managed to lift his head, only to try and end his own life biting his own tongue. Marcus’ foot quickly thwarted his attempt.
He summoned Derek, who arrived in haste.
With a stern command, Marcus handed over the duo to Derek, saying, “Treat them with courtesy and ensure every detail is recorded. Let Brock enjoy their ordeal at leisure.”
“Understood,” Derek affirmed, escorting them away. Millie’s gaze flitted over the room’s remains, deciding to address it the next morning. She was awash with fatigue. Marcus’ gaze followed Millie as she secured the window before retreating to her bed.
“Finally, some rest. Please turn the lights off and secure the door on your way out.”
Casting Marcus a fleeting glance, she surrendered to the call of sleep. Fatigue weighed her down as a result of an afternoon spent harvesting oranges, her limbs echoing their complaint. Sleeping?
Marcus approached her bedside, finding Millie in a world of dreams, her lips faintly moving in sleep. Her action—a soft sweep of her pink tongue over her tender lips against her pale face—cast a spell on Marcus. He swallowed hard, his body tense.
He moved to turn off the room’s lights. Settling onto a sofa, he lit a cigarette.
The rhythm of Millie’s breath emanating from the bed lulled him into an unusual calm. Confirming her slumber, a bizarre thought fluttered into his mind. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.