Chapter 895
Chapter 895:
“I appreciate your kind words, Mr. Watson,” Millie replied, her tone light and courteous but with an unmistakable edge of finality. “I sincerely hope that we can continue to maintain a positive business relationship moving forward.” Her response was polite on the surface, but everyone in the room could hear the steel underneath. She was drawing a clear, permanent line in the sand, leaving absolutely no room for reconsideration or false hope.
The message was crystal clear to everyone present—that chapter of her life was completely closed.
Derek’s voice sounded suddenly older and more tired than his years, but he nodded slowly in acceptance of her decision.
“Very well, very well,” he said, though it was obvious to everyone that he knew things could never return to the way they once were.
Brandon’s eyes were fixed on Millie’s elegant profile, the irises bloodshot from sleepless nights and overwhelming emotions that he could no longer contain.
Vivian shifted uncomfortably in her chair, desperate to voice her objections to what was unfolding before her. But every time she opened her mouth to speak, she caught sight of Eugene standing like a silent sentinel near the door, and the words died in her throat.
The minutes crawled by with agonizing slowness, each second stretching like an eternity in the suffocating atmosphere.
An almost unbearable tension had settled over the entire room like a heavy blanket.
The only sound breaking the oppressive silence was the gentle whisper of clouds drifting past the massive windows, their shadows dancing across the polished conference table.
Finally, Millie’s clear voice cut through the stillness like a blade. “I think it’s time to announce the results p>
𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻: gⲁ𝗅ⲛ𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Derek remained motionless for a long moment. Then, without saying a word, he raised his hand and gestured toward one of his assistants standing at attention nearby.
Immediately, a professionally dressed woman stepped forward with crisp efficiency and activated the large projector mounted on the wall. The screen flickered to life, bathing the room in a pale blue glow.
“Based on all the documentation and data we’ve received from both parties over the past several days, here are our findings,” the assistant announced in a steady, authoritative voice. She methodically displayed page after page of complex charts and spreadsheets, each slide revealing the carefully verified information that both Millie and Vivian had submitted.
“After thorough review and calculation, the final result we have reached is—” The assistant paused dramatically as she clicked to the last slide, which displayed the conclusive data in bold letters. “Millie Bennett is the winner.” She gave a respectful bow toward the room and stepped back to rejoin Derek’s team of advisors.
Looking at the undeniable proof displayed on the screen, Millie felt a wave of quiet satisfaction and relief wash over her. All her hard work and sleepless nights had finally paid off.
Derek’s voice broke the stunned silence. “Do either of you have any objections to these verified results p>
“No objections from me,” Millie replied with calm dignity.
“I absolutely have objections!” Vivian exploded, her voice cracking with desperation.