Chapter 1400:
Macauley turned to Vivian, his tone suddenly soft.
“Vivian, talk to me. Are you all right?”
Vivian’s voice trembled, her face streaked with tears.
“Macauley, I can barely breathe… Look at what he did to me…”
Macauley shot Brandon a furious glare.
“You’ll pay for this, Brandon.”
Then he refocused on Vivian, forcing a reassuring smile.
“Don’t worry, Vivian. Once we’re out of here, we’ll be free. No one can touch us.”
He raised his voice so everyone could hear.
“Now that everyone’s here, Vivian, you get to name your price. Say what you want, and I’ll make it happen.”
Brandon’s voice tightened with anger.
“Vivian, be careful what you ask for.”
Vivian’s fear had vanished completely.
She shot Millie a venomous look, watching her struggle helplessly across the floor. Then she lifted her chin and announced, “If we’re leaving, we’ll need a stash of cash to get started.”
Macauley nodded in approval.
“She’s right. Money first.” His gaze slid to Brandon, expectant.
Brandon pulled out his phone and opened his banking app, holding the screen where Vivian and Macauley could see the numbers.
“Send every last cent to my offshore account in Flaville,” Macauley ordered, his tone brooking no argument.
Brandon didn’t protest. He silently went to work, entering the account details and authorizing the transfer.
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It was a massive sum, and the transaction wasn’t immediate. The system churned, then finally processed it.
Brandon tossed the phone over, showing Macauley the confirmation.
Macauley checked the screen, grinning as he verified the money was on its way.
“That’s one thing sorted,” he said.
“What’s next, Vivian?”
Vivian’s eyes narrowed as she stared at Brandon.
“I want an apology. And not just words—I want to see you humiliated, Brandon. I want you to taste the same pain you forced on me.”
Brandon answered without a second’s hesitation.
“Vivian, I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve any of this. What I did was wrong, and I regret it all.”
Brandon’s eyes filled with sorrow as he looked at Millie.
“All I ever did was use what little influence I had to make your life miserable.”
His gaze lingered on her, and every terrible decision he’d made over the past few days flashed through his mind.
He realized how badly he had messed up. His feelings for Millie had turned possessive and twisted, and he should have found the strength to walk away.
This nightmare was his doing.
He should have stepped aside and let Millie find happiness with Myron. He should have wished her well—not left her beaten and bleeding in front of him.
A single tear slipped down his face as he whispered, “Vivian, this is all on me. I’m asking for forgiveness.”
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