Chapter 476

Chapter 476:
Millie didn’t dwell on much—she focused on her food, occasionally chatting with Giffard about memories from their childhood or Ari’s upcoming surgery. Meanwhile, Brandon sat in his office with his eyes closed, trying to ignore the dull ache in his stomach.
Not far from him, Eugene finished his second meal and let out a loud, satisfied burp.
The day passed quickly. By the time the markets closed, Watson Group hadn’t been hit with any major drama. That alone made the day feel calm. Even though their stock was still dipping, most people felt things would bounce back in no time.
Everyone agreed on one thing—Watson Group had strong, reliable tech. That was their real backbone. As long as there weren’t any new disasters, the market would regain confidence. Plus, a new product line was on the way. Watson Group never released anything unimpressive, and the anticipation alone would be enough to nudge the stock upwards again.
Later on, Eugene helped Vivian double-check that she hadn’t bought any Watson Group shares, which gave Brandon a small moment of peace.
Still, even after the official announcement denying that Vivian’s livestream was tied to the company, no one really bought it. Too many rumors had linked her to Brandon. As a result, the company’s public image had taken a serious hit.
People in the industry whispered and mocked behind closed doors. Those jabs weren’t online or broadcasted—they were private, quiet, and brutal. Enough to leave a permanent dent in Brandon’s pride.
And Millie—her face kept flashing through his mind. His head felt like it might explode.
That was before Derek and Norma barged in. Derek didn’t even bother with words at first—he raised his cane and landed a few sharp whacks on Brandon. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn
“Look at the nonsense that Vivian’s stirred up!” Derek shouted. “Millie was with this company for seven years. Seven! And she never caused a scene—she cleaned up after others! But this Vivian—she’s not…”
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Even part of the company had already been dragged through the dirt. “My friends are calling to ask if I’ve lost my mind. Some even told me to get checked for brain damage. You’ve shamed the Watson name, Brandon! Open your eyes and see that girl for who she is!” Derek unleashed his anger without restraint, scolding Brandon right there in front of everyone like it was nothing.
He swung his cane over and over, as if Brandon’s image meant nothing to him. And it wasn’t just Derek. The major shareholders were clearly fed up, and the foreign partners didn’t bother hiding their disdain either—Egbert, especially, was ruthless in his criticism.
“I came yesterday to scare you a little,” he said, “but Brandon, your handling of all this is embarrassing. Thank God Millie left when she did—at least she doesn’t have to share this disgrace. Oh, right. Maybe it’s because she left that we’re seeing the real you now. It all makes sense—Millie must’ve been the one covering for you. She’s the reason you’ve made it this far. Now that she’s out of the picture, you’ve crumbled like paper.”
Even Darden chimed in, sending Brandon a sarcastic meme. He didn’t say much, but the message was clear.
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