Chapter 992

“That’s regrettable. My dietary restrictions make it difficult for me to dine out at present. We’ll have to

postpone our meal.”

“Fasting?” Marcus replied, his voice tinged with irony.

“You bear the weight of the Thomas family’s affairs, so I won’t detain you with trivialities. Farewell for

now,” Jonah returned, his own smile devoid of warmth.

“Before you go, Uncle Jonah, allow me to offer some advice. There are those you can challenge, and

others who, merely by thinking of them, may invite disaster.”

Jonah’s laughter, feigned and hollow, met Marcus’ ears as both agreed to conclude their conversation.

As Marcus hung up, his face clouded over, his eyes reflecting a storm’s fury, filled with a predatory

hunger.

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As darkness settled, Millie awakened, feeling disoriented at first.

Shortly thereafter, Marcus materialized, tenderly lifting her and guiding her downstairs to the car, with

dinner on the evening’s agenda.

In the car, Millie gently stroked her soft hair, stretching her Limbs and yawning.

“Going out for dinner? I could whip up something at home,” she said, her thoughts clarifying as she

wondered why Marcus opted for dining out. Was he simply too famished to await a home-cooked

meal?

“We’ve run out of provisions at home, Marcus replied, casting a glance at her ruddy face.

He noticed her chin had sharpened slightly since her return from the countryside, and his gaze turned

concerned. He hoped Millie would indulge in the meal, regaining some lost weight.

Arriving at a restaurant, they were escorted to their table by the host.

A medley of succulent dishes arrived in quick succession. Upon gazing at the sumptuous spread,

Millie’s appetite awakened.

“Dig in,” Marcus urged, selecting a piece of meat for her plate.

Millie eagerly engaged.

“Try this lobster,” Marcus recommended, delicately preparing it for her.

Her eyebrows arching, Millie savored a bite.

“This meat’s incredibly tender,” she declared.

Marcus, contentment in his eyes, wiped his hands and sipped red wine, watching Millie enjoy her meal.

Observing the time, he set down his glass, announcing, “You continue eating. I need to visit the

restroom.” An appointment awaited him.

The instant Marcus departed, Millie felt a searing stare. Turning, she identified Nancy, also dining at the

venue.

Though not fully recovered, Nancy had insisted on leaving the hospital, never anticipating encountering

Millie.

Moments earlier, she’d observed Marcus personally attending to Millie’s meal, a spectacle that filled her

with a turbulent blend of envy and resentment.