Chapter 120

Chapter 120:
Millie held onto the doorframe, every instinct urging her to turn around and demand answers from Napier about the past. However, logic and self-control stopped her from acting on impulse.
She had already used up all her strength today, keeping up appearances, pretending confidence, and hiding her true thoughts. Asking questions about her father’s death would have to wait for another day.
Letting go of the frame, Millie stepped outside, offered Napier a respectful bow, and gently shut the door behind her.
“How did things turn out?” Charles stood waiting, his nerves stretched thin. Soundproof walls made sure not a single word reached him, even with his ear pressed against the door.
With Charles’ two brothers looking on, Millie kept her face unreadable and replied, “Let’s go back.”
She set off down the stairs, leading the way. Get full chapters from
At the same time, Charles couldn’t keep his frustration in and started to argue with Oakley, who had been provoking him all along.
Choosing not to get involved, Millie quietly made her way down the steps.
Just as she turned into a hallway, someone stepped in front of her.
When she lifted her gaze, Millie saw a familiar face.
A member of the Elliott family stood in her way.
In Crobert, the Watson Group, Evans Group, and Elliott Group each controlled different corners of the city’s industries.
The Elliott Group owned the largest share of the jewelry and gemstone trade in town.
Her tanzanite stone had come straight from one of their jewelry boutiques.
“Serena?” The person looked her over, an amused spark in their eyes.
Calm as ever, Millie offered a greeting. “Mr. Jayceon Elliott.”
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A look of surprise flickered across Jayceon’s face. “You know who I am?”
Millie met his eyes and answered, “Your reputation precedes you. It would be impossible not to recognize you.”
Jayceon paused for a moment, considered her words, and quickly brushed it aside as nothing remarkable.
“Tell me, why were you and Vivian both after that tanzanite stone?” Jayceon leaned closer, searching her face. “Are you willing to share the real reason?”
Millie answered him with a quiet smile, choosing to remain silent.
“I did some digging to find out why that stone caused so much buzz and had my people check into it. Do you want to hear what they discovered?”
Her gaze stayed forward, her expression unreadable as she kept her silence. Jayceon only grinned. “Maybe you’re not curious, but I’ll say it anyway. The last owner of that stone was Millie, Brandon’s wife.”
Millie kept her face composed, showing no sign of disturbance. She knew that anyone in the Elliott Group could easily gather such information, but it carried little weight in the larger picture.
“Have you met Millie before?” Jayceon asked out of the blue.
“I haven’t,” Millie replied in a steady tone.
Jayceon looked puzzled and scratched his head. “That’s odd.”
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