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Chapter 1159
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Caught off guard, Marcus approached her with swift concern.

“Dearest, what afflicts you?”

When Marcus realized Millie was missing, he initially assumed she was off preparing breakfast. However, upon finding her in a solitary and despondent state, he grew concerned.

“Honey.”

Tears welled up in Millie’s eyes as she pressed her lips together.

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“What’s wrong?”

Marcus, oblivious to the full story, was bewildered and anxious.

“At the Thomas Group’s new product launch today, the Swan Collection I poured my heart into designing was unveiled by D.S. Jewelry. Now I’m being accused of plagiarism. I feel utterly disheartened.”

Marcus paused, taken aback. This was the source of her distress.

“Are you feeling unjustly treated because of this?” Marcus attempted to console her, struggling to find the right words to soothe her.

Yet he sensed something amiss. It had been a while since the incident; why was Millie so crestfallen now?

By all means, she should be on the mend.

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Perceiving Millie’s tight grip on her phone, Marcus speculated whether she had received a call laden with reproach. Although, in his experience, Millie was always articulate.

He was relieved that it was solely work-related.

“Honey, it’s alright. I’ll take legal action and clear your name.”

With a gentle gesture, he drew out a tissue, then shifted to wipe away her tears while holding her close.

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Yet Millie’s melancholy lingered, her gaze cast downward. However, as her gaze dropped, a glimmer of a smile surfaced.

“Even if I win the lawsuit, my reputation is tarnished on this significant occasion. The conference hall will be brimming with people, their gazes disdainful. It’s going to be mortifying.”

Marcus lifted Millie’s face, his touch gentle as he stroked her skin, his words tender.

“Sweetheart, it’s alright.”

At the the’d reviewed the event plan provided by the senior leader, Millie’s work had seemed sound, so he’d given his approval.

He hadn’t foreseen the magnitude of the repercussions.

The predicament was further complicated by the numerous invitations already dispatched for the event, making cancellation a troublesaffair.

With a rueful expression, Millie continued, “Do you know that I made a bet with Nancy? If I lose, I have to resign from the Thomas Group.