Chapter 317
Chapter 317:
Sheridan had already installed a blocking system, so harassing messages and prank calls were no longer a problem.
Still, her inbox had been filled with questions from people fishing for information about her connection to both the Watson and Elliott Groups. She ignored every single one. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ⓝovelFind.net
The hours slipped by before she knew it.
That afternoon, Millie went out to pick Ari up from school.
She spotted the girl easily in the sea of uniforms. Ari had seen her too and was already making her way over, smiling brightly.
Millie bent down to hug her.
“Millie!” Ari beamed.
“Yes, sweetheart!” Millie brushed the dust off Ari’s sleeves, smoothing out her clothes.
“Are you hungry? Want some snacks?” she asked playfully, giving her cheek a light pinch.
“Anything but—”
“Ice cream!” they both said in unison, bursting into laughter.
Ari couldn’t eat ice cream for health reasons.
It had become a running joke between them, a subtle reminder of how in tune they were with each other lately.
Once Millie had tidied Ari up, she led her over to a nearby gazebo and handed her a water bottle.
Ari had something on her mind. She had been thinking about Brandon’s visit the night before.
“Millie, can I ask you a question?” she asked, finally deciding to speak.
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Millie took the bottle from her and gave her her full attention.
She had a feeling this was coming.
Ari took a breath before asking carefully, “Do you still have feelings for Brandon?”
Millie wasn’t sure why Ari would ask that, but her answer came easily. “I don’t.”
Ari visibly relaxed, and Millie couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.
“What’s wrong?” she asked gently.
Ari looked down. “He came to visit last night. He brought me a bunch of gifts, but I didn’t accept any of them.” She paused, recalling the events from the previous night, then added, “Afterward, I overheard the director saying he made a huge donation.”
Millie’s brows furrowed as she listened.
Brandon had visited Ari last night?
A breeze drifted past, stirring the quiet afternoon. Not far away, a sleek Maybach pulled up and stopped.
Inside the back seat, Brandon caught sight of Millie and Ari near the gazebo. Through the slightly open window, Ari’s soft voice reached him—clear, uncertain, but sincere.
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