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Later, Delmor proposed the idea of indulging in fish spa, boasting that the quality of the fish spa here surpassed any other place.

Given that their visit was a holiday retreat, embracing the fish spa seemed only natural.

Upon reaching the spa area, men opted for their swim trunks while women adorned themselves in swimsuits.

Millie and Judie both sported modest swimsuits, complemented by a pair of lLight-hued flip-flops that exposed their dainty feet. Their beauty shone effortlessly.

Seated beside Marcus, Millie dipped her legs into the warm water.

After a while, she was surprised to see yellow and green fish swimming around her feet, causing a tickling sensation.

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Millie gently tapped Marcus’s arm, her voice filled with wonder.

“Look at all these fish.”

“Millie, do you have an athlete’s foot?” Mylo playfully quipped.

Taking a deep breath, Millie replied, “No.”

In the midst of the crowd, she wished she could find a place to hide.

Mylo continued, “I’m not trying to accuse you falsely. People who often get foot massages know that these little fish are attracted to less pleasant odors.”

He appeared genuinely earnest in his explanation, hoping to convince Millie.

Millie hesitated for a moment and felt embarrassed. She didn’t want anyone to suggest that she had an athlete’s foot.

However, she rarely had foot massages. Could it be that her feet genuinely had an odor issue?

Millie clenched her lips and reached for her phone to look up some information.

Meanwhile, Marcus noticed that her arms, revealed under the pink slip dress, were attracting the attention of many passersby.

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“Pay no attention to him,” Marcus assured Millie.

“These fish have no teeth and enjoy nibbling away dead skin on people’s feet. The fact that there are so many of them around your feet simply suggests that you haven’t had many foot massages, and there’s some dead skin to nibble on.”

“Dead skin?”

Millie was still not entirely pleased. She had regularly exfoliated her feet, so how could there still be dead skin? It was rather embarrassing.

Marcus glanced at Mylo and continued, “Honey, this is perfectly normal. You’re not like him. He frequents clubs every few days and has many ladies rubbing his feet. His skin is practically rubbed raw, and naturally, there’s no dead skin left.”

In response to this, Judie shifted her gaze towards Mylo, her brows furrowing in deep concern.