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Louis expressed understanding.

Curiosity tinged the vice president’s question, “Randolph, who’s yet to arrive?”

He surveyed the room, noting that all the leaders were present.

The president regarded Millie thoughtfully and said, “You’ll know when he arrives.”

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Hungry and anticipating, Millie’s stomach grumbled. The expansive campus exploration had left her famished. Yet she dared not let her gaze roam in this setting.

Then the door swung open, a waiter ushering in a figure. Millie’s eyes widened—it was none other than Marcus.

“Greetings, Mr. Thomas.”

The president promptly rose, extending his hand to Marcus.

A handshake ensued as Marcus explained, “Apologies, Mr. Hinks. Traffic heldup.”

“Not a problem. We’ve just begun serving the meal. Please take your seat, Mr. Thomas.”

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Indicating the head seat, the president gestured for Marcus to occupy it. After relinquishing his coat to a waiter, Marcus settled in.

The Preagend University’s leaders recognized Marcus as their most substantial benefactor, worth the wait.

With Marcus seated, his gaze first fell on Millie, situated across from him. As the president intended to sit, he looked in the direction Marcus’ focus remained. A realization dawned upon him.

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Millie should sit beside him, not be kept apart.

Indicating his seat, Randolph said, “Millie, please take a seat.”

Collective attention converged on Millie. Seating on the seat of the president was a high honor.

Louis raised an inquisitive eyebrow, his expression conveying a query about the situation.

Yet Millie felt self-conscious and demurred, “Mr. Hinks, I’m fine here.”

Upon completing her sentence, Marcus’ eyes narrowed, a glint of danger lurking within.

What was transpiring? Since Marcus’ arrival, she had sensed his displeasure. She remembered his affable mood before her departure.

“Mr. Hinks, please have a seat. Don’t let her hold you back,” Marcus interjected.

Randolph appeared momentarily taken aback but resumed his seat.