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“I admire your decision to donate Sky Heart to our museum for charity instead of selling it at a high price. I’ll ensure that they send it to you.”
“Thank you.”
After ending the call, Millie opened another sealed bag containing previous design drafts.
Inspired by the global jewelry competition, she had designed a diamond ring and earrings to accompany the Sky Heart necklace.
She contacted the craftsmen and sent them the design drafts for the diamond ring and earrings, requesting that they construct them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFinishing her work, Millie headed to the hall for a glass of water, only to be startled by a sudden, loud noise emanating from the study.
Trenton walked out, his face twisted with frustration. It seemed that he had been scolded by Marcus.
“Trenton, what’s wrong?” Millie asked as she caught up to him, concern evident in her eyes. She had never witnessed Marcus so furious at home.
Trenton hesitated and shook his head.
“Miss Brown, it’s our fault. I deserve the scolding.”
A sense of unease settled in Millie’s stomach; something wasn’t right.
After Trenton had left, she approached the door of Marcus’ study and knocked gently.
“Honey, may I cin?”
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She waited, her hands clasped together, until Marcus finally opened the door.
“Millie, I’ll have to contact my friends abroad later. It could take a while. You don’t have to wait for me. Go to sleep.”
Millie’s brows furrowed; his haste to send her to bed was unsettling.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I’ll tidy up the room for you first,” she offered, peering into the study to find the documents on his desk scattered and disorganized.
Once she had put the papers in order, Marcus took her hand and guided her out of the study.
“Okay, you should go to bed now.”
Millie nodded, though reluctance tinged her voice.
“Don’t stay up too late.”
It was only after Millie had retreated upstairs that Marcus returned to the study. He closed the door, sank into his leather chair, and pulled out his mobile phone to call the doctor.
Lately, his temper had been increasingly unpredictable. Earlier, when Trenton reported that the purchasing department had bought a batch of substandard materials due to negligence, Marcus had erupted in fury.
While his anger at his subordinates wasn’t unusual, his inability to control himself was deeply troubling.