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Chapter 308
Chapter 308
Millie was baffled. How could Rylie be so certain? Suddenly, Rylie seized Millie’s hand and placed it on her protruding belly, smiling. “Feel it. The baby’s stirring. Can you sense its joy?”
Feeling the rhythmic pulsations beneath her palm, Millie was awash with a sense of awe. This must be the sensation of a new life wriggling within.
Millie silently released a breath of awe, contemplating the wonder of existence. Each mother was undoubtedly extraordinary.
In Preagend’s grandest bar, Rhea had secured a private room for her birthday festivities. The atmosphere was brimming with music and laughter as the young men and women reveled in their enjoyment.
The gathering was large, consisting of affluent attendees for Rhea’s birthday.
However, these were merely acquaintances who were present to win her favor rather than genuine friends.
Despite the mountain of extravagant gifts before her, Rhea sat uninterested on the couch.
She waited for Marcus’ arrival, her eyes set on the oversized birthday cake placed on the expansive coffee table before her.
In the dim light, Rhea clasped a pill in her hand. It wasn’t her wish to be cruel; her intent was clear: she would have Marcus tonight.
With everyone engrossed in their festivities, oblivious to her actions, Rhea filled a glass with red wine, dropping the pill into it. Marcus, burdened with guilt over a past car accident, had vowed to treat Rhea as a younger sibling to repay the Evans family. But he kept her at arm’s length, limiting their relationship to financial assistance.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
When she tried to bridge the distance, he sidestepped her.
Regardless, she had no intention of remaining a pitiful younger sister. She yearned to be his lover. Bria had revealed that Marcus and Millie hadn't been intimate.
They slept separately, indicating that Rhea could potentially be Marcus’ first woman.
The private room door swung open, and a man exuding authority and power strode in.
Some people are naturally destined to command, and Marcus was such a man. His entrance, despite the blaring music, compelled the dancing crowd to halt and fix their attention on him.
Rhea swiftly silenced the music and rushed to Marcus’ side, announcing with pride, “Marcus, you've arrived. We've all been eagerly anticipating your presence.”