Chapter 1384:
A flicker of uncertainty crossed Macauley’s face as he studied her. He searched Millie for any sign of weakness, but her mask held steady.
By now, Millie had settled behind solid cover. If Macauley tried to fire, she would be safe.
Moreover…
He glanced at Ari’s limp form in his arms, suddenly unsure. His sources had been clear: the girl really was just a foundling from the orphanage.
Ari’s adoption wasn’t even filed under Millie’s name—it was registered under Nicole. That meant, by every legal standard, this child was not Millie’s daughter.
Millie’s earlier claim about Ari’s unimportance made sense, especially now that the dust had settled and the room was nearly empty after the chaos.
Macauley assumed Millie had no idea he’d set up hidden cameras to stream everything live. As far as she knew, there were no eyes on them except those inside the room.
Given the stature Millie and Myron held, there would be no shortage of people willing to let them raise their children if they wanted.
The thought unsettled Macauley. His confidence began to fray.
While he scrambled for certainty, Millie watched every twitch of his face, pushing her own fear aside as she waited for the slightest opening. She needed to pick the right moment to let her supposed “mistake” slip.
Surrounded and suddenly unsure, Macauley started to sweat. If he gambled wrong about Ari’s value, the consequences could be fatal.
He swept the room with hard, suspicious eyes.
Suddenly, his doubt faded, replaced by cold certainty.
“You think you can play me, Millie?”
She met his gaze, noticing the abrupt shift from confusion to grim resolve.
Millie’s brow knit with concern. What had tipped him off?
“There are plenty of people here,” Macauley snapped.
“If this girl truly meant nothing, your people wouldn’t be paralyzed with fear when I grabbed her. And that woman over there—your mother-in-law, right? She’s clinging to the kid instead of tending to Myron’s wounds. If this girl didn’t matter, why would she bother?”
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“It was chaos. Everyone just tried to protect whoever was closest,” Millie answered, her tone even.
Macauley straightened, pulling Ari closer as his suspicion deepened.
“The Bennett family is notorious for playing mind games, Millie. I grew up watching it. You won’t get one over on me.”
He swung his gaze to the guards and barked, “You want this girl alive? Then clear a path!”
None of the security team moved an inch, refusing to give in.
Macauley’s voice turned ice-cold as he looked back at Millie.
“Tell me, Millie—are you ready to watch her die?”
As he spoke, Macauley swung his arm and shattered a nearby glass ornament with a single, decisive blow. Without hesitation, he snatched up a jagged shard and dragged it across Ari’s neck.
Blood spilled instantly.
Ari jolted awake from the pain, crying out in terror as her senses snapped back.
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