Chapter 280
Chapter 280:
Backstage in the dressing room, Millie had already finished preparing. This was the semi-final—tonight, half of the six contestants would be eliminated, leaving only the top three to continue.
Standing quietly with her phone in hand, Millie reread the message Vivian had just sent to Serena’s account. “Tonight is your last chance.”
She lifted her gaze, catching sight of Vivian chatting up Brandon, a saccharine smile plastered across Vivian’s face.
Since that bitter argument, Millie and Brandon hadn’t exchanged a single word. Brandon hadn’t made any effort to approach Millie, and Millie, for her part, pretended he didn’t exist.
They were nothing but strangers now—a clean break that made the prospect of signing the divorce papers in three days much simpler.
Charles finished giving a few instructions and then hesitated before weaving his way toward the audience to catch up with the Elliott siblings.
The Elliott family hadn’t even been involved with the show as one of its investors until just yesterday, when they swooped in at the last minute. They’d missed their shot at a share of the profits, so they took a spot as advertisers instead.
More ad placements, whether in the live broadcast or the post-production edits, meant their brand would be everywhere.
The Elliott family’s move wasn’t exactly subtle. As one of the three powerhouses in Crobert, their grip on the gemstone and luxury goods market made their sponsorship instantly eye-catching.
Because it had all happened so abruptly, Charles wanted to get a read on their true intentions.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, he turned to head backstage—but just as he passed Brandon’s row, Brandon called him over.
Vivian had already slipped away to get ready, so Brandon sat alone, his gaze fixed and unreadable.
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Charles strode over, barely bothering to hide his disdain. “Did you need something?” he asked curtly, making no effort to sound friendly.
Brandon picked up on Charles’ hostile tone, his brows drawing together in a faint frown.
“What exactly is your relationship with Millie?” His stare was sharp, relentless, searching Charles’ face for any flicker of truth. “And Serena? What’s really going on between you two?”
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He wanted to snap, “None of your damn business,” but reined himself in, forcing his temper down. “That’s not something you need to know.”
“Millie is my wife,” Brandon declared, the words landing with deliberate force.
Charles let out a short, incredulous breath. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He glanced over at Vivian, still visible across the room, and jabbed a finger in her direction. “Then who’s that supposed to be?”
His tone dripped with sarcasm, the mock surprise doing nothing to hide his scorn.
How the hell did Brandon have the guts to say that to him?
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