Chapter 620

Chapter 620:
He paused and then continued, “Millie is my fiancée. She’s accepted my proposal. She wears my ring. We’ll live together, get married, have children, grow old side by side.”
Myron’s eyes swept over Brandon, his expression filled with contempt. “You… you can keep living with Vivian.”
There was more Myron could have said. Vivian’s treatment of Millie was far from settled, and he already had plans in motion. But Brandon didn’t need to know them.
With that, Myron glanced at Darden.
Darden quickly stepped aside, knowing better than to get in his way.
Myron turned and walked towards the car.
Darden rushed to steady Brandon.
They both looked up just in time to see Myron gently lift Millie from the car.
She stirred faintly at his touch.
“Where are we?” she asked, her voice drowsy.
“The parking lot,” Myron replied with a gentle smile softening his face. With his free hand, he shut the car door. “It’s alright. Go back to sleep. I’ll carry you upstairs.”
“Mm…” Millie purred, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head against him.
Holding her close, Myron turned to give Brandon and Darden one last look before stepping into the elevator.
Brandon’s chest burned with anger, his eyes fixed on them with fury.
Darden let out a sigh.
“Brandon, let’s get you cleaned up,” he said gently.
𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵:
But Brandon shook his head. He wasn’t going anywhere; he needed to see Millie and explain things.
There was no way he could wait another moment.
Before he could move, his phone rang with a call from Eugene. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on.net
Brandon frowned. He knew Eugene was with Vivian, and he felt an instant wave of reluctance at the mere thought of her.
Still, he answered.
“Mr. Watson, something’s wrong…” Eugene’s voice held hesitation.
“What is it?” Brandon asked, wiping the grime from his face.
“Miss Simpson had another depressive episode and cut her wrist again,” Eugene said with a weary sigh.
“I’m at the same sanatorium as before. I know you’re busy, and I didn’t want to reach out. But she said…” Eugene swallowed nervously before continuing, “She said if you don’t come, she’ll end things and take the secret from a year ago to her grave.”
Darden, listening from nearby, instantly caught the meaning.
“That’s a threat!” he snapped.
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