Chapter 1335:
The city transformed into a sea of festive colors. Neon lights shimmered across storefronts, ribbons fluttered like streamers in a gentle breeze, and every corner radiated a jubilant glow.
Some shops played Millie’s songs through their speakers, her voice drifting into the open air, while others broadcast the “Wedding March” on loop. Celebration blanketed the city, turning ordinary streets into a carnival of anticipation.
Online discussions erupted as well.
“Did you see it? Millie and Myron’s wedding is unbelievable. Who could even tell she’s getting married for the second time? Most people don’t get this kind of luxury even for their first wedding!”
“I know, right? Even wealthy heiresses don’t get treated like this. I heard Myron handled every detail personally. He’s giving her a wedding of the century.”
“That’s not even the best part. There’s some testing happening near my house, and I’ve seen Jayceon around a few times. I bet they’re preparing another surprise. Things might get even more interesting.”
“You know what’s really important? The discount! I bought jewelry at a huge discount today, and I feel blessed!”
Laughter, speculation, and envy flooded countless comment threads.
“Hahaha, time flies. Millie and Myron are getting married tomorrow. Didn’t she just divorce Brandon recently?”
“Speaking of which, what has Brandon been up to?”
That same curiosity spilled beyond the internet and into real life. On that day, several employees wandered past Brandon’s office floor, pretending to be lost or searching for someone.
Everyone knew that floor housed the CEO’s office. Ordinarily, no one stepped foot there without a proper appointment. Yet their curious glances darted around like nervous birds.
Eugene and the rest of the secretariat grew weary from answering questions the moment they stepped outside. And Eugene, being directly responsible for handling Brandon’s affairs, took the brunt of it.
𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓾𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓰𝓪𝓵𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓼.𝓬𝓸𝓶
Among those waiting for him was Babette.
Babette had changed noticeably in recent weeks. Her condition had improved, and she had thrown herself into her work with surprising determination, collecting small wins along the way. For once, she was no longer drowning in public criticism. With attention now focused entirely on Brandon, the speculation about her had faded.
That day, she managed to corner Eugene in a quiet area, cutting off his escape with alarming precision.
“What is going on with Brandon?” she demanded, her voice low but sharp.
Eugene shifted uneasily, adjusting his glasses as he tried to keep his composure.
“Miss Watson, this isn’t appropriate. If someone sees us like this, they’ll start spreading rumors.”
Babette pointed a thin, accusing finger at him.
“Don’t try to provoke me. I’m not the same Babette anymore. I won’t explode so easily.”
Several days earlier, Egbert had arrived in Crobert. He and Babette had shared dinner the night before—a meeting that cleared away several shadows between them.
Millie had encouraged Babette to be honest, so she told Egbert everything—her mistakes, her fears, all of it.
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