Chapter 63
Chapter 63:
After her miscarriage, she was still weak and had to avoid exposure to wind, cold water, and foods that could sap her strength. Though spring’s warmth had started to return, she still dressed in long sleeves and pants, protecting herself until she was ready to face the world again.
Bedridden for three days, Millie still managed to give her statement to the police during moments of rest. Each piece of information she offered carried the hope that investigators would soon wrap up the case.
Day by day, life began to feel a little brighter—like the city warming after a fierce storm. Recovery was within reach.
When the morning of Heavenly Melody’s live debut arrived, Millie rose, washed, and paused for a moment before her reflection.
A striking red dress hung nearby, every rose-layered detail vivid as fire, its artistry evoking petals blooming from embers.
Set just beside the dress, her mask sat in pristine condition, ready to complete the look.
Thick rose appliqués curled along the mask’s surface, lending it an air of wild beauty and danger.
All this fiery glamour clashed with the pale, reed-thin woman standing quietly beside it.
A mere handful of days had cost her ten pounds. Already slight, she now seemed as delicate as a breath of wind.
She slipped into the scarlet dress, hooked the oversized rose tassel earrings, and finally reached for the mask.
No hint of hesitation showed as she pressed the mask to her face.
The fit was seamless, her features now hidden from the world. A new figure stared back from the mirror—a vision transformed. Serena. Read complete version only at.net
“Yes, I’m with her now. I’ll take her over myself.” Charles’ voice came just before his footsteps reached the door. He gave a quick knock and stepped inside.
The moment he caught sight of Millie, he stopped.
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“Wait… are you—Millie?” His voice held hesitation, as though he wasn’t sure if he was seeing correctly.
It wasn’t his fault. Millie had changed. She was thinner now, wore a mask, and had dressed with such quiet intensity that her beauty looked almost unreal—so striking that even Alexia might not recognize her at a glance.
Millie caught the look on his face and gave a small nod, almost apologetic.
“It’s me,” she said simply. “Let’s go.”
Charles nodded slowly, as if his brain hadn’t caught up with his heartbeat.
Millie had always been beautiful, but this was different.
Before, her beauty had been soft, something that blended gently into the room. Now, it was sharp and bold.
Without saying anything, Charles picked up a long coat and carefully draped it over her shoulders.
Then he helped her outside, guiding her toward a sleek SUV waiting by the curb. Inside, a stylist was already set up, ready with tools, nail polish, and heels lined up in a row. They began the finishing touches while the driver pulled onto the road, heading straight for the live broadcast of Heavenly Melody.
At the same time, another car was making its way there. This one carrying Vivian.
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