Chapter 1081
Chapter 1081:
Millie smiled back knowingly. Of course they had given him grief about it.
Those old-guard executives had never truly approved of his relationship with her, and they probably never would.
“Things might be difficult and tense for a little while longer,” Millie said thoughtfully, taking a bite of her food. “We’re looking at maybe a week—time for the initial medical examinations, and then the actual surgery. That’s going to be tough. Foley’s friend doesn’t have the emotional energy or the time right now to deal with making public statements or clarifying rumors. He’s completely consumed with worry about his mother. Once the surgery is successfully completed and his mother’s condition stabilizes, then we can coordinate a joint public statement that will set the record straight and silence all the critics once and for all p>
Myron’s gaze rested on Millie, studying her quietly for a moment.
His primary concern wasn’t whether she possessed the capability to handle this crisis—he knew perfectly well that she did. What worried him was the weight she insisted on carrying entirely alone, refusing to let him share even a portion of that burden.
At the same time, he understood with complete clarity that she didn’t want him swooping in to rescue her from every challenge. She needed to prove herself on her own terms.
This project meant something significant on multiple levels. On one hand, it was the first major venture for JM Investments, a foundation they were building together. On the other hand, it represented their future, the life they were trying to create. The stakes were high, and he couldn’t help but feel protective.
Still, something nagged at him.
Myron’s gaze dropped slightly as various calculations and strategies began forming in his mind.
“What’s occupying your thoughts right now?” Millie asked, noticing the shift in his expression.
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A slight smile curved Myron’s lips, though his expression remained unreadable. “Just thinking about how to outsmart certain adversaries p>
Millie raised an eyebrow, studying him with knowing eyes.
She understood perfectly well that, despite Myron’s gentle, cultured exterior, beneath that polished surface resided a man of considerable strategic brilliance. He never would have achieved his current position of power without possessing that sharper edge.
The two of them continued their conversation over the remainder of their lunch, discussing various possibilities and contingencies.
“You should go home and get some proper rest,” Myron suggested when they had finished eating. “It appears your company won’t require much active management this afternoon. I’ll have Mack drive you back to ensure you arrive safely. If anything urgent develops in the office, they will call you p>
“That sounds reasonable,” Millie agreed with a nod.
The news spread through their social circles with the speed and destructive force of wildfire.
Within hours, virtually everyone in their interconnected network of business contacts knew about the developing situation. Millie’s phone began ringing with such relentless frequency that she eventually stopped trying to keep up. She responded only to the handful of truly important messages before switching the device to silent mode.