Chapter 1228:
“Brandon,” Millie said, her voice clear and resolute, “we’re finished. I’ve said it before, and I won’t keep saying it.”
She turned the key in the ignition and pulled away, leaving no room for argument.
From behind, Brandon’s shout chased after her.
“It isn’t finished! Millie, you can’t just walk away! You don’t understand—if you’d just listen—”
She kept her eyes fixed on the road, steering away without glancing back, letting him shrink and disappear in her rearview mirror.
Not once did Millie look over her shoulder.
The past could not be undone. Each scar was a reminder of what she had lost, and none of it would return.
Emotions pressed against her chest, but she held them at bay. Moving forward was the only path left.
She refused to stay trapped in old sorrow. With Ari and Myron waiting, her world brimmed with new meaning—goals worth chasing.
She was determined to carve out a future of her own making.
Behind her, Brandon rolled his wheelchair along the empty road, chasing the car that slipped farther and farther away. All he could do was watch as Millie’s taillights faded around the curve, beyond his reach.
“Millie!” His cry rang out, but the wind carried it away.
The cemetery stood silent, his plea swallowed by distance. No matter how desperately he called, no answer would ever come.
Millie wouldn’t stop for him. Not anymore.
He was determined to catch Macauley and then tell Millie everything.
His knuckles whitened as he gripped the wheels, his pulse racing with desperate resolve.
If he could only bring Macauley to justice, then he could finally lay everything bare—and Millie would finally see his side of the story and give him a second chance.
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He needed to believe she would.
That hope was all he had left to hold on to.
Even as Charles’ recent infamous speech still sparked whispers around town, a new scandal rippled through their circles.
Yaroslav Technology dropped a bombshell, this time shaking the entire industry.
Unlike before, Foley came out swinging with news of multiple new partnerships—signed, sealed, and delivered.
The announcement hit like a shockwave.
“That many contracts all at once? We’re talking billions!”
But the money was just the beginning. These deals promised a web of hidden perks—advantages impossible to measure in dollars alone.
Almost overnight, Yaroslav’s valuation shot through the stratosphere, leaving everyone scrambling to keep up. It was a rapid rise, the kind that left rivals staring in disbelief.
Rumors swirled through the crowd.
“Word is, Foley set the bar high. Only a select few made the list. The rest are still seeking chances to work with them.”
“So you’re saying even bigger things are coming?”
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