Chapter 775
Chapter 775:
Brandon remained oblivious to Millie’s second miscarriage. Alexia had deliberately forced him into this mental labyrinth, compelling him to dissect every cruel deed he had committed, entering one password after another in his desperate quest to unlock the safe’s secrets, certain that eventually his memory would drag him back to that moment when he had pushed Millie down those merciless stairs.
“If that memory still eludes you,” she whispered with venomous satisfaction, “then, Brandon, your heart truly died long ago p>
Her fingers crushed the phone against her palm. “I’m counting the hours, Brandon—waiting for the moment that safe finally opens and reveals your sins p>
Meanwhile, Brandon remained frozen in his car, the dial tone buzzing mockingly in his ear. Alexia’s cryptic words swirled through his mind like poison, their true meaning dancing just beyond his grasp.
A peculiar wave of terror flooded his chest. The safe seemed to pulse with malevolent energy, harboring secrets that could shatter what remained of his soul.
Opening it might unleash his most devastating nightmare.
The vehicle raced through the darkening streets. Brandon’s gaze remained locked on the small safe, as though looking away for even a heartbeat would allow it to transform into something monstrous that would devour him entirely. He stared until his eyes burned with exhaustion, tears gathering against his will. The safe blurred through his watery vision, becoming nothing more than an indistinct shadow wrapped in his grief.
Once again, the vivid crimson of Millie’s blood flashed through his tormented mind with horrifying clarity. As a solitary tear traced its path down his cheek, he extended his trembling hand toward the keypad once more.
He absolutely had to breach its defenses. Even if the secrets contained within possessed the power to annihilate him completely, he needed to uncover the truth.
Back at the concert venue, Millie had retreated to the sanctuary of the backstage area. By the time she arrived, the inflammatory posts had already spread across the internet like wildfire, achieving viral status. Naturally, she had witnessed their devastating contents.
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Her phone shrieked incessantly with incoming calls, so she simply powered it down completely. Fortunately, Sheridan had installed protective software to filter out the worst of the digital harassment, granting her a fragile bubble of peace.
But when she lifted her gaze, she discovered Myron standing beside her with bloodshot eyes. He had only examined fragments of information within clinical reports and absorbed secondhand accounts from Alexia, Giffard, and Charles, never bearing witness to the actual horror. Now, just a handful of photographs had filled him with bone-deep terror and anguish.
His hand gripped Millie’s with desperate intensity, haunted by nightmarish visions of what terrible fate could have claimed her.
Millie studied the darkness swirling in Myron’s eyes and understood the storm raging within his thoughts. She squeezed his hand gently and offered a weak smile. “Everything’s fine now. I’ve healed completely p>
But complete healing remained a beautiful lie. She would carry that day with her forever, like a scar carved directly onto her heart. Even contemplating those events in the present moment caused her heart to contract with familiar agony. Her body had mended, but her spirit would remain fractured always.