Chapter 439

Chapter 439:
Could there perhaps be an unexpected development in her quest to reclaim the Bennett family’s former department?
With these questions swirling through her thoughts, Millie accepted the call. Meanwhile, across the city at the imposing Watson Group headquarters, Derek sat behind his executive desk, directing a look of pure exasperation toward Brandon.
“What did you just say? You harbor intentions of marrying Vivian?” Derek’s voice cracked with barely restrained fury, though the previous night’s devastating revelations had somehow strengthened his emotional armor. “I absolutely refuse to allow this travesty!” Derek’s piercing glare bore into Brandon with unmistakable contempt. “And what in heaven’s name happened to your battered face?”
Brandon’s composure wavered for just a moment. “Millie struck me.”
“You had it coming in spades!” Derek proclaimed with unwavering conviction. “You thoroughly deserved her wrath!”
Brandon’s head dropped in defeat, words failing him completely, while Derek’s rage rendered him momentarily speechless with indignation.
Nearby, Norma observed the tense confrontation unfolding before her, her expression revealing layers of conflicted emotions as she studied Brandon’s defeated posture. “Brandon, you must consider this decision with utmost care and deliberation. Should you and Vivian proceed with marriage, there will be no possibility of reconciliation with Millie. Regardless of whatever justifications you might offer,” Norma explained with maternal concern. “No woman will ever forgive a man who commits such a profound betrayal.”
Brandon’s hands curled into tight, trembling fists at his sides.
“Once this entire ordeal reaches its conclusion,” he muttered through gritted teeth, “I’ll provide her with a complete explanation.”
“Explain exactly what?” Derek exploded, striking Brandon sharply with his ornate walking cane. “I’m convinced you’ve become completely infatuated with Vivian! Don’t assume I remain ignorant of the truth; she masquerades herself as some modern, independent woman while boasting about her supposed achievements in luxury floral design, yet she’s systematically draining your resources dry. Without your financial backing and your influential friends propping up her business, could she possibly maintain such an extravagant lifestyle? My investigation revealed that merely a year ago, she was operating nothing more than a modest neighborhood flower shop!”
Brandon maintained his downcast posture, lacking the courage to offer any defense.
Derek’s fury blazed white-hot, refusing to dignify Brandon with even a cursory glance.
“I’ve already summoned Millie to join us here,” Derek announced coldly, extending two official documents toward Brandon.
Brandon accepted the papers with trembling hands, discovering they contained detailed wager agreements stipulating that specific conditions must be satisfied before the contractual terms would be officially executed.
His brow furrowed with genuine confusion as he lifted his eyes to meet Derek’s stern expression.
“The Watson family refuses to sink so low as to retain Millie’s rightful possessions through such shameless means,” Derek declared with unwavering conviction. “She remained faithfully by your side for seven complete years, enduring every hardship and triumph alongside you. These items legitimately belong to her.”
“Grandpa!” Brandon caught himself as his tone turned sharp, desperately attempting to regulate his spiraling emotions. “I simply cannot surrender them to her.” Thɪs chapter is updated by.net
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