Chapter 454

Chapter 454:
“Yes?” His eyes brightened. The charming smile masked something darker beneath. He looked like a knight awaiting his princess’ orders.
But Millie knew better.
He wasn’t a knight in shining armor. He was a devil in disguise.
“If you want to end the contract, find a better reason,” she said. “Don’t use me as your excuse. And don’t treat me like a pawn.” A flicker of shock crossed Egbert’s face.
“Huh?” He sounded genuinely surprised.
Just like back then. He had always thought he was the one in control, only to find the game shifting beneath him.
The truth was, she had initiated that bet in Flesta. Only the two of them knew the details.
Everyone else thought Egbert had forced her into it. They believed he’d manipulated her. But he hadn’t. She had led him into it.
It was only the second time in his life he’d been caught off guard—and both times, it was because of her.
Back then, in the space of just fifteen minutes while Brandon was away, Millie had forced Egbert’s hand. She had stunned him three times in a row and eventually secured the contract. Now, after years apart, she managed to catch him off-guard yet again—and still effortlessly so.
“I thought you hated him,” Egbert said softly, glancing at Brandon. “I thought you’d want revenge.”
Millie lowered her gaze, not answering.
“If you brought me here just to discuss this contract,” she said, “then I should make it clear. This is between the two of you. I was just a former employee at Watson Group. Now that I’ve left, you should resolve it yourselves.”
She paused, then added, “You can end the collaboration for any reason you like. Just don’t involve me. Now excuse me, I have other things to take care of.”
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With that, she turned to leave.
It wasn’t that she didn’t resent Brandon. She just refused to be Egbert’s pawn. She had come only to understand his intentions. Now that she had, she no longer wished to stay.
But as she reached the door, a hand caught her wrist. She turned. Brandon’s eyes met hers. They were dark, intense.
“What really happened in Flesta during the fifteen minutes I was gone?” he asked.
Before she could speak, he added, “That year, we lost a child. That child was mine too. I have a right to know.”
A sharp ache rose in Millie’s chest, and she pulled her hand away.
Her gaze briefly fell to the contract on the table. Chapters first released on
He used to say that Watson Group was their child too, that together, they could make it thrive. He promised that he—and the company—would always stand behind her.
But now, he wouldn’t even return the Bennett family’s possessions. His promises had turned into empty words.
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