Chapter 151

Chapter 151:
What Brandon couldn’t understand was why he even needed an excuse. He had never needed to explain himself before.
Millie had already stepped off the helicopter. She was curled up in the back seat of the Maybach, on her way to the hospital. The car glided steadily while she rested against the plush seat.
“How do you feel? Are you okay?” Charles asked, his concern evident.
Millie nodded slightly, signaling that she was fine, but kept her eyes fixed on the passing street outside the window.
The gala had drained her completely. Her body was fine, but her mind felt as if it had been through a storm.
The night was thick and quiet. Outside, gusts of wind whipped around tufts of willow fluff, stirring them into swirling little clouds along the pavement.
When was the last time she’d felt this worn out? It must have been four years ago, in Proidan. Official source is.net
They had been on a massive cruise ship, caught up in a heated auction. Glasses clinked in the background while a man beside her gripped her hand tightly, raising the bidding paddle again and again.
While others hesitated, he moved in, each time outbidding them, his presence sparking another round of competitive bids. Two men argued furiously, unaware that they were being carefully outmaneuvered—pushed and prodded by someone they couldn’t even see.
He leaned close to her and whispered, “Letting your emotions run wild is the quickest way to lose in this game. Just watch them.”
That year, they had partnered, working from different angles to stir the auction into chaos. They drained the main competitor’s funds before the real prize even hit the stage. And when it finally appeared, they took it with little resistance. Later, they slipped into a small waiting boat, auction item secured. Behind them, the ship descended into confusion, but she was steady beside him.
The wind on the deck that night had been harsh, but he shielded her from the worst of it. He once told her he wasn’t the kind of man who made romantic declarations—but she was in his future. Back then, that had felt like the most beautiful love declaration.
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To her, love meant being equal partners, pushing forward together. So, she had always given her all.
But eventually, everything changed.
Millie shut her eyes.
Vivian had come into the picture.
Charles quietly told the driver to slow down. Then, he pulled out his phone, scrolling for a while. His frown deepened with every flick of his thumb.
Millie noticed. “What is it?” she asked, turning toward him.
Charles hesitated. He didn’t want to talk about this, but Millie was looking at him. Eventually, he realized there was no point hiding it. With how fast everything moved online, she’d find out soon enough.
So, he handed her the phone.
Millie took it and scrolled through the feed.
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