Chapter 501
Chapter 501:
He turned, his face twisted in fury, only to find Myron now standing between him and Millie.
“Myron!” The name tore from his throat. One look at him, and Brandon was nearly consumed by rage.
But Myron didn’t even glance at him. He looked at Millie and said, “Your apartment didn’t light up, so I came to check on you.”
She hadn’t messaged him like she usually did. That alone was enough to raise concern. He had circled the area, spotted Brandon’s car parked in the shadows, and come straight upstairs.
“We’ve always kept to our own lanes, Myron. You—” Brandon began.
“Millie, go inside,” Myron said gently, still ignoring him. “I’ll take care of this.”
Millie looked from one man to the other. Only after Myron gave her a reassuring nod did she turn and unlock her door.
She had said everything she needed to. She trusted Myron to handle what came next.
The door closed behind her with a gentle thud. Now, it was just the two of them.
Brandon stared at the closed door, his jaw tight, his posture tense, as if he might lunge again.
“We don’t need to make a scene here. Let’s talk in the stairwell,” Myron said, already turning to walk away.
Brandon didn’t follow immediately. He stayed rooted, his eyes still fixed on the door, his anger simmering.
But he knew Millie wouldn’t open it again. And Myron was still standing there, waiting.
After a long pause, Brandon took a deep breath, forcing himself to follow.
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The stairwell was dimly lit, only illuminated by the green glow of the emergency exit sign.
The space was quiet, tense.
Brandon faced Myron for the first time with real hostility. Until now, he had only seen him as just another business rival. But this was personal.
“What did you do with her today?” he asked.
Myron’s response was calm. “We went on a date.”
Just those few words made Brandon feel like something inside him might snap.
“A date?” he echoed.
“That’s right. It’s not exactly a secret. Everyone online is talking about it now.”
Brandon let out a sharp, bitter laugh. “You really think I don’t see what you’re doing? Your family has always been beneath mine. And now you’re using her to get to me, trying to bring down the Watson Group?” For more chapters visit ͟.net
Myron didn’t respond.
“Stay away from Millie,” Brandon said, stepping forward.
Myron didn’t flinch. He lowered his gaze slightly, then looked back up. “You’ve had more than your share of meals with Vivian,” he said. “And you can’t handle me having just one with Millie?”
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