Chapter 209

Chapter 209:
Seville didn’t respond. The shock still hadn’t worn off. Millie stayed quiet too, understanding what was happening. Alexia’s words had struck a nerve. Seville had once admired Vivian, maybe even idolized her. And Millie knew that when someone you looked up to fell off that pedestal, it took time to accept.
Without another word, Millie followed Alexia further into the apartment. The neighborhood they had entered had become trendy in recent years, known for its clean streets and high-end facilities. Most of the residents were professionals—tech experts, software engineers, and developers with lucrative stock options and deep connections in the industry. Quiet money. Smart money.
The house itself had a sleek, modern design—minimalist, almost cold. It gave off the vibe of someone precise and data-driven, like a software architect with no time for clutter. Definitely not Seville’s style. Millie glanced at Seville again. He stood there in his bold anime shirt, covered in brightly colored artwork, completely out of place in the calm, muted environment.
Noticing her look, Seville quickly snapped out of his thoughts. “Oh—uh, this isn’t my place,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s my brother’s. He’s the one doing the data recovery.”
By then, Alexia had already led Millie down the hallway to a closed door. She knocked gently.
“Come in,” a man’s voice called from inside.
Alexia pushed the door open. The room mirrored the minimalist design of the rest of the house—clean lines, muted colors—but this one was packed with electronics. Wires, monitors, and drives covered the desks. It looked more like a tech lab than a living space.
Alexia shot Millie a quick glance before nudging Seville to step in first. Maybe the person inside didn’t like being interrupted… or just had a short fuse.
“Yo, bro, is the data recovery done?” Seville asked casually, stepping inside like he owned the place. “I brought them over.”
As soon as he spoke, Alexia nudged Millie gently, and the two of them moved toward the center of the room.
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“Almost finished,” the man replied without looking up. He wore black-rimmed glasses and focused intently on the screen in front of him. Millie watched the progress bar tick toward completion. Then, with a small click, it was done.
The man turned in his chair. “It’s ready. You can go through it—see what you need or want to save.” He didn’t offer a greeting, didn’t ask any questions, and just stepped aside so they could take a look. His demeanor was precise, detached—almost robotic.
Alexia pointed to herself. “Want me to do it?” Since the phone belonged to her friend, it made sense for Alexia to handle it instead of letting someone else dig through the files.
“Yeah, go ahead.” Seville nodded, moving aside to chat quietly with his brother.
Millie stayed nearby, her eyes fixed on the screen while Alexia started clicking through folders. The room settled into an eerie quiet, broken only by the soft clicks of the mouse.
“That’s Millie,” Seville whispered to his brother. “Brandon’s wife… and also Serena.” Official source is.net
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