Chapter 294:

“Elliott Group sponsors the show. You’re the biggest draw—we can’t let them drag your name through the mud,” Myron explained simply.

It all made sense now.

Before Elliott Group stepped in, there had been no outside help. But the day after they joined, everything changed.

It was logical. No one wanted to waste their investment.

“Thank you,” Millie said sincerely.

Adriana nodded in acknowledgment.

Jayceon huffed. “You’re super talented. I don’t get those people! Why bring nonsense into a talent show?”

Then, after a short pause, he peered between Charles and Serena. “You and Charles…” he asked in a whisper.

Millie almost laughed. He was like a curious golden retriever.

“Charles and I are just friends—and business partners. The rumors are nonsense,” Millie replied.

Charles nodded. “Yes, we’re just friends. And there are… other reasons we can’t talk about yet.”

He did have feelings for Millie, but it was clear she didn’t feel the same. He didn’t want people getting the wrong idea.

“Okay, hehe… Ow, Adriana!” Jayceon yelped when his sister smacked him.

“Ignore him. He’s a goof,” Adriana said to Serena with a small smile.

Millie didn’t mind. Jayceon was just young and curious.

She gave a light nod to them, and Myron returned the gesture.

The siblings soon left.

It was a well-timed meeting.

Lᴀt𝑒st chαptєrs in ɢ𝓪lnovels.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Millie turned to board the RV.

But just then, a hand pressed against the door.

She looked up. Brandon stood there, his lips tight, eyes deep and searching. He stared at her as if trying to see beneath her mask.

Charles stepped in, pulling Brandon to the side with a scowl. “Listen up, Brandon. I might not be as powerful as you, but you don’t get to walk all over my friends. Not happening.”

He then shot Barbara a pointed look.

Barbara got the message, moving to help Millie up the steps and into the RV.

As Millie’s foot landed on the first stair, Brandon’s voice sliced through the tension behind her.

“And who exactly are you, Serena?” Brandon demanded sharply, a flicker of challenge in his eyes.

Charles froze, momentarily thrown off. His gaze silently drifted to Millie, silently asking for help.

Without turning, Millie answered, her tone calm and precise, “Mr. Watson, if you have doubts, make them clear. Otherwise, I have nothing to add.”

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