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Chapter 480

Chapter: 480

Claudia’s voice sounded, “Review the land documents and arrange for Lois to be sent back at a later time.” She struck the floor heavily with her cane.

Millie remained frozen in place, her fists clenched as she whispered urgently to Marcus, “Grandma is approaching, she'll soon return to her room. What should we do?”

Despite her apprehension, Marcus continued to kiss her fervently, leaving her head spinning.

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Their passionate kiss left her feeling lightheaded.

Suddenly, the door pushed against its frame, causing the table to shift slightly.

“Why is my room locked?” Claudia’s voice carried a sense of bewilderment.

“Lettry,” Freyja suggested.

With nervousness gripping Millie, she was on the brink of fainting, yet Marcus remained intent on her lips. Both Claudia and Freyja were taken aback by the scene before them.

“It's odd that the door to your room can’t be locked. Why won't it open now?” Freyja questioned.

The door was pushed a few more times, intensifying Millie’s anxiety to a nearly unbearable level. Tense to the point of not daring to breathe, she mustered her strength to swiftly push Marcus away.

“Is someone inside?” Freyja pounded on the door and called out.

Millie gripped the edge of the table with all her might, her toes curling involuntarily due to her heightened nerves.

As she felt her swollen lips, Millie wondered why Marcus was still holding her in such an intimate manner.

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Feeling suffocated, Millie finally managed to push Marcus away, their lips parting.

With a satisfied lift of his eyebrows, Marcus commented, “This is the most compliant you’ve been. You should continue this behavior in the future.”

Millie wished to scold him, but her strength failed her, rendering her unable to utter a word. Her flushed face, a result of shyness and breathlessness, appeared endearing to him.

As their fingers intertwined, he spoke softly.

“Can you promisesomething?”

Millie replied through the unspoken language of their lips, “What is it?”

“If you ever find yourself in danger, don’t lose hope and wait forto crescue you,” Marcus implored.

‘A twinge of pain shot through Millie’s hand, catching her by surprise.