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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 221
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Chapter 221

Millie unlocked her phone to find a message from Grace.

“Are you accustomed to it, Millie? The supervisor is in a tricky phase, but just go along with her,” it read. Millie responded with her head lowered.

“Tran into Marcus. He’s dining here.”

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“Did he recognize you?”

“Yes.” Millie typed, accompanying her text with a shrug emoji.

“That can’t be good. He must be seething. You, the wife of his, with billions in assets, are working as a server here. He’s bound to be upset. It’s all my doing. | was selfish and just wanted sfun.”

“Stop exaggerating. The family fortune has no bearing on me. He’s been on bad terms withfor stime, so don’t sweat it. Just enjoy yourself. | need to get back to work now.”

Emerging from the restroom, Millie was intercepted by the supervisor. “Helpdeliver these dishes,” she commanded.

Led by the supervisor, Millie approached a large private dining room, her eyes wide in disbelief at the large food cart. Who could possibly have ordered such an elaborate meal?

“Listen up,” the supervisor advised. “Once inside, we serve quickly and balance the dishes well. Avoid spilling anything on the guests. Their outfits are worth our annual salary.”

Millie gave an obedient nod. Upon opening the door, she was taken aback. Marcus was there!

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Gulping down her surprise, she met the stern gaze of the supervisor, quickly lowering her eyes and proceeding to serve from the cart.

Millie found herself serving next to a Leon, who watched her casually. Feeling awkward, she couldn’t pinpoint what he was observing and had an uneasy hunch. She hurriedly placed the dishes on the table, eager to exit the room.

The atmosphere was decidedly tense. The seriousness in the room was palpable, and she was oblivious to the subject of their discussion.

Marcus didn’t spare her a glance, but she considered this a relief. Across from Marcus, a man with an intimidating neck tattoo made Millie anxious. The tattooed man gestured to his associate, who slid a document across the glass table to Marcus.

“Mr. Thomas, please review this jewelry procurement contract. We had already brokered a deal with Brock. But given he is abroad for study, and as you oversee his previous ventures, | must finalize the contract with you,” he stated.