Chapter 353
Chapter 353:
The rain drenched the city, soaking every corner.
Giffard and Alena dropped Millie off at her apartment.
She had taken a taxi earlier, so her car was still parked at home.
“Should I stay with you?” Alexia asked, her voice laced with worry. Official source is.net
Millie shook her head. “No need. You were frightened today. Go home, take a hot shower, relax a bit, and sleep well. Don’t catch a cold.”
Alexia nodded. Truth be told, she might just wake Millie up with a nightmare if she stayed.
“We’ll get going then. Call me if anything happens,” she said with concern.
Millie smiled and nodded to reassure her.
She stood quietly after they drove off, then turned and walked slowly to the elevator, her steps heavy.
In another car, Eugene asked carefully, “Mr. Watson, where should we go now?”
Brandon didn’t answer right away.
Eugene sighed.
Just then, Brandon’s phone vibrated.
He glanced at the screen. It was Vivian.
He hesitated but then answered, recalling something.
“Brandon,” Vivian said shyly.
“Yeah,” he replied.
“Where are you now?” she asked.
“I’m in the car,” Brandon said flatly.
“You’re not with Millie, are you? I saw some gossip online about… your dinner with her tonight,” she pressed.
“No. I’m with Eugene,” Brandon replied.
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Eugene added smoothly, “Miss Simpson, we’re heading back now.”
Vivian let out a breath.
Then she said softly, “Sorry, Brandon… I got jealous.”
Brandon didn’t respond. He kept watching the rain roll down the glass.
“Did she still agree to the divorce?” Vivian asked after a pause.
“Yes,” he answered.
“That’s good,” Vivian whispered. Silence followed. Then, she said, “Brandon… Where are you going now? Do you want me to stay with you tonight?”
Brandon lowered his gaze. “It’s been a long day. I just want to be alone.”
“Oh… Okay. Take good care of yourself,” Vivian replied.
“I will,” he said, and then hung up.
The call ended. Brandon suddenly felt drained.
The day had dragged on endlessly.
The Maybach rolled through the rain.
“To Serenity Villa,” Brandon instructed.
“Yes, Mr. Watson,” Eugene said, setting the GPS.
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