Chapter 1167:
To Babette, Millie’s success never looked like genuine strategy. In her eyes, it was nothing but an unexpected victory driven by sheer luck, again and again.
Babette seethed as she watched industry insiders begin to credit Millie’s win to skill.
Now that people in the business world were starting to wonder whether Millie actually knew what she was doing, Babette felt compelled to shut that notion down.
She wasted no time spreading rumors, insisting that Millie’s achievements were nothing more than dumb luck.
Many in the industry had never had much faith in Millie to begin with. With Babette’s version of events circulating, everything suddenly seemed to make sense to them.
“Yeah, if you look at the timing and how things played out, it adds up. Millie only got in because she was late to the news, then tried to recover her losses with a lucky gamble.”
“If she really had any talent, how could she have been dismissed as just a pretty face for so many years at Watson Group?”
That narrative spread quickly.
After all, if someone like Millie could win so easily, what did that say about everyone else’s hard work?
It was far easier to label her success as plain luck.
Millie and Charles soon caught wind of the rumors as well. Seeing all the gossip making the rounds, Charles was furious at the blatant double standards.
Millie, however, took it in stride and simply smiled.
She understood that people often struggled far more to accept someone else’s success than they did to judge their failures.
Besides, the rumors didn’t bother her.
Even if luck had played a role, that in itself was a kind of skill. And the truth remained that every decision so far had been her own.
“Let’s get moving, Charles. There’s still plenty of work ahead,” Millie said, ready to focus on what came next.
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Charles gave a quiet nod.
Millie asked Taylor to return to the office, then made her way to the Elliott Mansion.
A gentle breeze brushed against her as she rode the buggy, taking her time along the path toward Nicole’s house.
She had already checked with the butler and knew Nicole would be home.
After a brief moment of hesitation, Millie extended her hand and rang the doorbell.
Nicole opened the door shortly afterward.
Millie greeted her with a warm smile, but before she could even say “Mom,” Nicole cut her off.
“What brings you here?”
Millie felt the words catch in her throat, unable to say what she had planned.
She glanced at Nicole and realized her mother didn’t want to hear that word from her.
Taking a steadying breath, Millie tightened her grip and held out a document, her expression calm and composed.
Nicole accepted it without a word.
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