Chapter 120

Mylo had also just come from Claudia’s birthday party, and had personally witnessed Millie’s exceptional transformation, from an

ugly woman to a stunning young lady. Just like everyone else present at the party, he had been in awe.

Delmor who wasn’t present, had no idea what happened.

“Why did you come out for drinks if you caught a cold?” Delmor asked Mylo naively, thinking that his friend was really coughing.

Mylo didn’t know what to do at this point. Delmor was hopeless. The man couldn’t get a simple hint.

“Tell me, Delmor, did Millie offend you? It’s really not nice to gossip about people.”

Aclear female voice rang through the room before Delmor could say more. He tured around with a sharp response in mind, but

stopped when he saw Millie.

The woman was incredibly beautiful, but he didn’t know her. How could he have missed such a beauty in Preagend?

“Who are you? | didn’t invite you in here,” he said arrogantly. No one in Preagend had the guts to talk to him like this woman just

did.

Millie ignored him and walked towards Marcus, saying along the way, “Darling, why is your friend acting so foolishly? Did he by

any chance hit his head on the door or something?” She bent a little and picked up a glass of juice before sitting down.

Delmor’s eyes were as wide as saucers. Surely, this intimidating woman did not only call his friend “darling”, but also sat next to

him.

As far as he knew, Millie, Marcus’ wife, was still very much alive.

Delmor frowned, as something about her seemed very familiar, most particularly her voice. He had heard it somewhere before.

His gaze shifted to Mylo, who was trying to pass on a silent message. Then, it dawned on him. He looked at Millie in shock and

asked, “Are you... Marcus’ wife?”

Millie casually took a sip of her juice and put the glass down before looking at him.

“You can still call me “ugly duckling”. Whatever works for you.”

Delmor was in complete shock, and embarrassed beyond belief. Someone had to explain what the hell was going on.

Mylo enjoyed the shocked look on his friend’s face and explained, “You missed it, bro. The reveal at the party tonight was really a

great one. | feel bad for you.”

Delmor stood up and scratched the back of his head, embarrassed and uncertain of how to talk to Millie now.

“Can you stop teasing me now, please? | was just joking earlier. Don’t keep record of it please,” he pleaded, the arrogance gone

from him tone.

“Find a place to sit and stop blocking our sight,” Marcus said coldly, looking up at Delmor.

Delmor nodded demurely and sat down. Millie observed the room. Counting herself out, there four men and five women in the

box. The women were certainly the men’s companions.

Millie yawned out of boredom and crossed her arms in front of the TV screen that was playing a boring love song. She would

have much preferred to be sleeping right now.

Awoman poured a glass of drink and walked to Marcus holding it, looking at him with suggestive and flirtatious eyes.