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Chapter 300

With the restaurant crowd at a minimum, she took the opportunity to watch Rhea’s play unfold on the security monitors.

Innocent-faced Rhea was scheming the most vile of plots. There was no doubt about what awaited her—a bowl of soup garnished with Analia’s spit.

How unfortunate it was for the duo that a 360-degree camera was keenly observing their every move.

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Millie pocketed her phone, now holding an incriminating recording. It was tto face Rhea again.

The moment Millie set foot in the dining area, her colleague informed her, “Millie, table 1 requests your presence.” As expected, the moment Millie arrived, Rhea gestured towards the soup.

“This establishment boasts five stars, does it not, Millie? Taste this soup for yourself; it’s unpalatable.”

Millie shook her head and said, “Impossible. The beef bone soup is a delicacy here, simmered for 24 hours, brimming with rich aromas, and notably beneficial for health.”

“The soup is lacking nonetheless. If you’re skeptical, have a sip yourself.” Rhea filled a small bow! for Millie, urging her to drink. Analia chimed in, “It does taste off.”

Millie, looking up, said, “You wantto try it?”

Rhea nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn’t wait to see Millie fall into her trap and gulp down the soup.

“Well, if you don’t partake, you'll believe we're being unfair.”

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“Very well.”

Just as they'd hoped, Millie took the bowl. Rhea and Analia shared a look, their excitement palpable.

If not for the CCTV, Millie would have fallen for Rhea’s disgusting trick.

But then Millie set down the bowl again.

“Why aren’t you drinking? It’s your soup that’s lacking.”

Rhea’s rising anticipation fizzled out. She shot Millie a desperate look. Her plan would crumble if Millie didn’t take a sip. Picking up a spoon, Millie said, “I certainly intend to taste it. But | prefer savoring it with a spoon.”

She swirled the soup and scooped a spoonful.

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