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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 154
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Chapter 154

Chapter: 154

Leon had stupidly insisted on studying medicine, giving Marcus the leeway to gain control over most of the Thomas family’s businesses. Even now that Leon had decided to get into business, he still wasn’t as sharp as Marcus.

Marcus had successfully gained Claudia’s favor, and was now the owner of most of the Thomas family’s fortune.

Leon tumed back to look at his father and answered him with disdain, “If you want to have the chance to enjoy the rest of your miserable life, you'd better stop thinking too highly of yourself and know your place. Marcus may be your nephew, but his mind a hundred times sharper than yours. The only thing your brain can do, is play around with women and bring my mother trouble.”

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Brock clamped his mouth shut after that, watching in silence as his son walked farther away from him.

What more did he actually expect? Leon had held a grudge against him since forever. He was probably also haunted by that year when he got missing.

“Mr. Thomas,” called a bodyguard again. Brock took out his phone and said to the bodyguard, “Stay here. I'll make this call and board the damn plane!”

He still had to take care of Marcus. He wouldn't be at peace if he went away without making sure Marcus would be dealt with. Marcus had to realize that he might be old, but he still had sharp teeth that could bite.

When he was out of earshot, Brock dialled a number. As soon as the call was connected, he said, “I need you to killa man. Do a clean job, and I'll send you any amount of money you ask for. I'll e-mail you the person’s information.”

Once that was settled, Brock kept away his phone and walked into the plane that would take him to a foreign country.

At Villa Imperiale where Millie and Marcus lived.

Next to Millie, Gemma said, “Mrs. Thomas, you want to know who sent the perfume?”

“That’s right.” Millie looked at her curiously.

“It was brought by a woman. She was thin and looked quite young.”

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Millie sighed. She knew only one person who looked like that, and who would do such, and that was Grace.

Marcus finished packing up his clothes and left without glancing at her or mentioning the perfume. That only confirmed Millie’s thoughts. The perfwasn’t from him, but from Grace.

The silly girl. Why would she spend so much money to buy her this expensive perfume? Since Millie had refused to let her buy her dinner, Grace decided to go all out just to make it up and thank her.

She had to call Grace and express her gratitude as soon as possible. She felt bad because she knew just how hard Grace worked to earn money. This perfalone must have cost her at least two months of her salary. Millie just couldn’t let Grace spend so much on her.

She took out her phone to make the call, but a message popped up on her phone before she could dial Grace’s number.

It was a picture from Mia. She opened it apprehensively and froze at what she saw in the picture. A pair of hands were choking her grandma who was peacefully asleep.

Before Millie could do something, Mia called her.

“Poor Millie. You went above and beyond to get married into the rich Thomas family and live the comfortable life of a housewife. You're living the life you always wanted. But what about your poor grandmother? If no one decides to operate on her, she’s going to die in a few days, right?”