Chapter 123
Chapter 123:
Dropping her head, Millie smiled to herself, but there was a prickling sensation in her nose. She had stood by him through endless days and sleepless nights, only to hear him say, “Vivian’s dying, you should show some sympathy.” But now, with her standing in front of him as nothing more than Charles’ companion, Brandon chose that moment to act like he cared. The irony was impossible to ignore.
“If you really believe I belong to Charles, Mr. Watson, what are you doing right now?” Millie’s voice was quiet as she spoke with her head bowed. “Why say these things to me at all?”
From behind the mask, Brandon could see nothing of her feelings. Nothing made sense to him—not his own thoughts, and certainly not her heart. He had nothing to say in return.
Swallowed by a wave of emotion, Millie finally looked up at him, seeing only his silence and furrowed brow.
“Mr. Watson, you shouldn’t let your concern reach past your partner, or else you’ll only end up betraying her.” Millie paused for a second, her lips curling up softly. “That kind of thing would only break her heart.”
A picture suddenly filled Brandon’s mind. He saw a pair of sorrowful eyes. They were Millie’s eyes, filled with tears.
“Some people hardly matter, Mr. Watson, but some really do. And if someone important chooses to walk away, you might never get a second chance.”
Her voice was gentle, her red lips moving gracefully as she spoke, looking both beautiful and distant. She wore a smile, but somehow he could feel that she was crying inside.
A deep breath steadied Millie as she lifted her eyes to the stars above. This time, she truly felt herself letting go. When she lowered her gaze again, she took a moment to regain her calm.
Her attention shifted, and she managed a gentle smile. “Forgive me, Mr. Watson. I may have spoken out of turn since we barely know each other.”
Her glass was empty by the time she set it down. “The break is ending soon, so I’ll head down now.”
Without another word, Millie walked right past Brandon.
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His voice followed her just as she neared the stairs. “You should stop bidding.” How many times had Brandon pleaded on Vivian’s behalf, openly fighting for her in front of Millie? Anything for Vivian—there were no limits for him.
Not once did Millie hesitate or glance back; her steps carried her straight down the corridor, while Brandon stood watching as she disappeared from view. A cool breeze slipped through, and a heartbeat later, Brandon’s own figure vanished at the corridor’s end as well.
From the garden, bits of lively conversation floated on the air.
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