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Chapter 420

Chapter 420

Chapter: 420Upon hearing the news, Millie was rendered speechless.

Across from her, Nancy shot a smug glance at Millie, who was without her work, and taunted, “Where’s your design? Weren't yousaying it would be here soon?”

Simultaneously, Marcus, his team, Mrs. Barton, her team, and the panel of experts all turned their attention to Millie, fully awarethat time was running short.

Both Humphrey and Laurel were present to witness the drama unfold.

Earlier, Laurel had informed Nancy that she was eager to see Millie’s defeat at Nancy's hands. It promised to be quite thespectacle.

With a furrowed brow, Millie rose from her seat. “I'll wait outside.”

As she exited, Nancy turned to Mrs. Barton and stated, “Mrs. Barton, we’re all businesspeople here. We know the importance ofpunctuality. If her work isn’t here by the deadline, she'll lose.”

Mrs. Barton agreed with a nod. “Of course.”

Outside, Millie pulled out her phone, dialing Dustin Rodgers, the person responsible for transportation. Anger welled within her,threatening to overwhelm her.

The work had been completed the previous afternoon. She had asked Dustin to send it overnight, but he had assured her therewas no rush.

He had a new girlfriend, and he wanted to spend the night with her. Now, it seemed that his tardiness and a mishap on the roadhad led to this crisis.

It was all because he had wanted to enjoy some wine with his girlfriend and had slept in this moming. He had sped along theroad, trying to make up for lost time, but then the unexpected flat tire at the foot of the mountain had thrown everything intochaos.

Millie pondered for a moment. When she had been in the room earlier, Marcus had looked at her with a feeling that was hard todescribe. Was it that he found her unreliable?

There was a hint of impatience in his eyes. What was bothering him? If she failed to produce the design, it would be she whofaced humiliation, not him.

She made several calls, but no one picked up. Millie glanced at the clock again, realizing there were less than five minutesremaining.

She lowered her eyes to her feet, wishing she had superpowers to fly down the mountain and retrieve her work.

As Millie’s anxiety mounted, Marcus walked out of the room.

He glanced at Millie, noting her clenched fists. It was clear that she was extremely anxious.Millie looked at Marcus, her lips forming a pout.

“The event is about to begin. Why did you come out?” she asked.

Was he stepping outside just to observe her struggle?

“I came out to have a cigarette,” Marcus replied, his voice indifferent.