Chapter 44

Chapter 44:
Alexia’s jaw tightened. “That doesn’t prove anything. She could’ve sent someone else to do her dirty work.”
Frustration carved deep lines into Brandon’s face. “You’re crossing a line, Alexia,” he snapped, anger flaring in his eyes.
Meanwhile, deep inside the hospital room, Millie found herself swallowed by pitch-black silence. The emptiness wrapped around her like cold fog, pulling her under.
Something vital had slipped from her memory.
Fear coiled tightly in her chest as she reached for a lifeline she couldn’t grasp. Her body felt like lead, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make it move.
Time seemed to stretch endlessly—until a faint glow appeared ahead. Summoning the last of her strength, she inched toward it.
The light revealed a peaceful family scene inside a modest villa. A soft white wool carpet covered the floor, and a sleek black grand piano stood proudly at the center.
A little girl sat at the piano bench, pressing keys in an irregular rhythm. The melody drifting from the piano was “For Alice.”
Curtains fluttered in the breeze through an old-fashioned window frame. Warm yellow sunlight spilled into the room, illuminating its timeless, pastoral décor. Everything in that moment seemed stunning and serene.
After awkwardly repeating the piece a few times, the girl pounded the keys in frustration.
At that moment, a kind-faced, attractive man walked over to her. He spoke in a voice that carried comfort from another era. “Millie, remember to be patient whenever you try something new.”
The young girl stuck out her lower lip, sadness filling her wide eyes. With a dramatic frown, she said, “Dad, I’ve been practicing for more than a week, but I still can’t play it the right way. It’s really difficult for me.”
A gentle smile spread across the man’s face. He reached out to softly tousle her hair before taking a seat on the piano bench beside his daughter. He began to play a piece for her to hear—it was “For Alice.”
His gaze remained on her as he played, and then he said, “Millie, look. Your dad can play it, right? Since you’re my daughter, I know you can do it too.”
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Her eyes lit up with awe. “Wow, Dad! When did you learn how to play this?”
With a light laugh, he took her hand in his own. He patiently guided her fingers to the keys. At first, her hands stumbled, but soon enough, the melody began to come together as they played in unison.
“I just picked it up not long ago,” he said with encouragement. “Because you’re learning the piano, I wanted to learn it as well.”
She focused on the keys, her face serious, and spoke with real admiration. “Dad, you’re incredible!”
He shook his head and grinned. “You’re the real star, Millie.”
He slowly let go of her hand, watching her continue to play smoothly, though she hadn’t noticed he was no longer helping. “All you need is a little faith in yourself.”
When his hand slipped completely away, he said, “You’re my only child, and everything I have belongs to you. Ever since you were born, I knew you would someday become the next leader of the Bennett family.”
She looked up at him, her voice filled with doubt. “Dad, is that something I can really do?”
He answered with a warm smile. “You definitely can.”
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