Chapter 267

Chapter 267:
Millie’s expression didn’t change; her eyes remained fixed ahead. But her fingers curled slightly around the stem of the wine glass.
“I heard from the older generation that Crobert’s power structure had long been solidified—controlled for decades by the same few families,” Babette continued. “But James was different. He had a real chance at becoming the fourth major force in the city. And not just because he was talented. He didn’t belong to my grandfather’s era. He emerged from my father’s generation. People said he had the charisma, the vision, and the mind to play chess with the world. He mastered information like no one else. Psychology was his weapon.”
She took a sip of her wine and smiled faintly. “But he still failed, didn’t he? Took his own life, they say. Jumped. Left behind a brilliant wife and their only child.” Babette turned her gaze back to Millie. “Isn’t that right, Millie? James’s only daughter?”
Millie lowered her eyes, watching the golden liquid swirl inside her glass.
Her father’s brilliance had once lit the path of her childhood.
But later…
Over the years, she had often wondered who was responsible for his death.
There were too many possibilities, too many shadows. No trail ever led anywhere.
“I thought you’d inherit some of his brilliance,” Babette said, her voice now laced with contempt. “But look at you—compromising your dignity for comfort and a little fame. I despise people like you.”
Millie closed her eyes briefly and then opened them, calm and steady. “If you despise me so much, why have you suddenly taken an interest in me lately?” she asked. “Is it about Egbert? Or is it something else?”
Babette tilted her head slightly. “It’s true I like him. But if you think I’m coming after you because of that, then you’re underestimating me.”
She paused to stare at Millie in the eye. “There are a few reasons,” she continued, her eyes narrowing. “I studied in Fiesta for years, and even there, your father is still remembered as a legend. Naturally, I was curious about him and his daughter.”
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Then her tone sharpened. “But more than that, I can’t stand that you are being credited as one of the key figures in the Watson Group’s transformation. It’s insulting. To me. To Brandon. To the entire Watson family. Let’s be honest—it was the Watson Group’s technological breakthrough that changed everything. Not you. And yet people talk as if you…”
“You’re married to Brandon, but there are rumors about you and Egbert everywhere! It’s disgusting!”
Millie looked at her quietly, noticing the bitterness behind her words.
And then she smiled. “I never spread those rumors myself,” she said. “And I’ve never claimed to be the key to Watson Group’s success. I told you that already back at Moonlit Estate.” This content belongs to.net
What Babette hadn’t realized was that fate never gave gifts freely. Everything came with a price. Sometimes, that price proved to be too much for some people.
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