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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 747
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“I’m pressed for time. I’m not here to witness your marital display. How do you intend to prove your claims?”

Given their turbulent history, the air between Marcus and Leon grew tense and awkward.

Millie raised an eyebrow, questioning Leon’s intentions. Recalling Marcus’ assurance from the previous night about Fiona no longer posing a threat after tomorrow, her suspicions turned toward Fiona.

An enigmatic smile played on Marcus’ lips as he glanced at the time.

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“Now, the corroborating witnesses have arrived.”

As Marcus concluded his statement, the distinct sounds of hurried footsteps and the anxious voice of Fiona echoed from behind Leon.

“Giovanni, don’t push your luck. My patience is wearing thin.”

Leon’s grip on the teacup tightened subtly. Fiona’s voice indicated her proximity; she was seated in the adjacent private area, with only a carved partition separating them.

Leon cast a chilly, stern look at Marcus, who appeared unruffled.

Another male voice chimed in from behind, “I’ve missed you. Don’t be angry.”

Fiona’s disdainful laughter followed. “Missed me? Don’t think I’m unaware of your motives. You’re after money, aren’t you?”

Fiona’s guard remained high.

“And where did you get that wound on your face?”

Anticipating Fiona’s question, Giovanni had formulated an answer.

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“Don’t mention it. Last night, 1 was ambushed by sthugs while walking in the dark.”

Fiona found relief in his response, fearing Giovanni’s failure to harm Millie might have led to retaliation.

“Are you truly going to eliminate Millie tonight?”

“Absolutely. I’ll carry out your instructions promptly.”

Fiona’s lips curled in a sneer. “Be cautious. Once it’s done, leave Preagend as swiftly as possible. I’ll transfer the money to you.”

“Agreed, but there’s time. Let’s find a hotel first.”

Giovanni’s mention of a hotel hinted at his intentions.

“Why?”