Chapter 168 The Intuition Of A Mother
- MILLIE’S POV
- The morning sun was just beginning to peek through the kitchen windows of the private executive suite, casting a soft, golden warmth over the marble countertops.
- The packhouse was completely quiet. The shadow of the Pius Hunter and his family was gone, Grandpa Vicente was officially back to Spain, and the territory was finally breathing a sigh of absolute relief.