Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Chapter: 67 Marcus's eyes flickered with doubt as he took in Millie’s defiant demeanour. However, he remained unmoved.
“You don’t have to worry about that. I'll explain our situation to Grandma. So, throw away any plans you have to attend the party,” Marcus stated firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
Later, Millie was wide awake even after Marcus had gone to bed. She sat on the sofa, looking downcast as she hugged her knees.
Millie was desperate. The only opportunity she would meet Leon was at Claudia’s birthday party. Her hopes for her grandmother getting the surgery were on him. ©
It was true that Joel could help, but she trusted him as much as she trusted a stranger. Gianna and Mia always saw her as a thom in their side. If she asked Joel to perform the surgery on her grandmother, she could already see the thorns Gianna and Mia would put in the way.
Frustrated, Millie turned around and glared at the man sleeping on the bed. There was not one movement on the bed. How could he sleep so peacefully after shattering her hopes with only one sentence? Millie sighed dejectedly. She couldn't give up. She had to come up with a solution.
She recalled the red invitation card Celeste received earlier in the day. She found it strange that a member of the family would also need an invitation card to attend the party.
Then again, she had no idea how these powerful and high-class families worked. What was important here, was the invitation card. If Celeste got one, then Marcus inevitably got one too.
Millie’s mind started running fast. She could enter the party if she had the invitation card. She didn’t have one, but Marcus did. She just needed to find his and take it.
After all, they wouldn’t keep Claudia’s grandson out of the hall just because he didn’t have an invitation card.
Trying to make as little noise as possible, Millie lifted the comforter off her and walked towards the clothes rack, where the coat Marcus wore today rested.
Millie crouched down. Then, she held her breath and reached for the heavy coat.
The quality of this coat was top-notch. She could tell just by feeling it. When she found the pocket of the coat, her heart beat faster in excitement. She was closer to her goal.
When she sent her hand inside the pocket, it came back empty. No, this couldn’t happening. She searched it again, and for the second time, she came back empty.
Her excitement and hope died immediately. No invitation card equalled no birthday party. Actually, Celeste had personally asked for an invitation card for Rhea. That was why it was delivered here.
Millie refused to give up. She stared at the large bed, putting her mind to work again.