Chapter 92
Chapter 92:
Her words trailed off as she paused. A small crack appeared in Millie’s smile, though her face barely changed. Thinking of her father’s death always struck a nerve, bringing all the chaos back to the surface.
“Millie, I’m sorry. I didn’t—” Alexia squeezed Millie’s hand even tighter.
Millie noticed the worry in her friend’s eyes and quickly tried to put her at ease. “You don’t have to tiptoe around me. I’m not made of glass, and besides, it’s all in the past now. I’m doing well, don’t you think?” She gave Alexia’s hand a reassuring squeeze.
The sincerity in Millie’s gaze finally helped Alexia relax.
After a brief pause, Alexia spoke up again. “And what about her? How is she these days?”
Millie lifted her gaze and caught the careful way Alexia looked at her. When the conversation turned so delicately, there could only be one person they meant—Millie’s mother.
After her father passed away, a swarm of opportunists had tried to strip away everything Millie and her mother owned. Even though Brandon had announced that they were under the Watson family’s protection and allowed the Watson Group to oversee the remaining Bennett family fortune, things hadn’t come easily for them.
In her younger days, Millie’s mother had turned heads across Crobert with her beauty and grace on the dance floor. But as the years passed, exhaustion replaced her shine. She went searching for someone to lean on, which eventually led her to marry Millie’s stepfather.
Alexia’s worried tone broke through the heavy silence. “Millie…”
Shifting her focus to the TV, Millie replied, “We haven’t really talked lately. The last time I saw her, I gave her some money. I heard she rented a shop and started a small business, so I think she’s doing fine.”
Deep down, Millie understood that her mother’s feelings toward her had only grown more complicated over the years—especially after what happened that year.
Alexia let out a sigh. “Maybe it’s best if you both keep your distance for now.”
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“Maybe you’re right,” Millie answered in a gentle voice, a hint of uncertainty lingering.
Turning her eyes back to the television, Millie watched as the weather forecast scrolled across the screen. “Attention, everyone! Heavy rain is on the way tonight, so remember to…”
“Bring your umbrellas if you’re heading out…” The weather forecast continued, and next to her, Alexia began to complain about how hard it would be to get home in the storm. For more chapters visit.net
A laugh escaped Millie. “Why not just stay over tonight? There’s no need to rush back in this weather.”
They used to share a bed often when they were little girls.
Alexia shot her a playful look. “Forget it. If I accidentally crush you, someone’s going to lecture me.” Millie’s laughter bubbled up again, though she did not answer, fully aware that Alexia meant Giffard.
Alexia had teased about giving Giffard to her as an apology, but Millie’s focus had shifted to more pressing matters. There was so much waiting for her attention now.
Six days earlier, when Brandon filed for the divorce, she had handed him a property settlement that contained a deliberate loophole. The document clearly stated her belongings would stay with her, and she would take them away.
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