Chapter 325:
Once the entry process was done, he waited in the visitation room, his gaze landing on a man behind thick glass.
Recognition brought a sour grin to the inmate’s face. He snatched up the phone, lips curled in disdain.
Matching the gesture, Brandon lifted the receiver and held it to his ear.
A taunt came through the line: “Look who it is—Mr. Watson himself. What’s so important that you’d drop by today?”
Words didn’t come. Brandon answered with a steady, silent stare.
On the other side sat Hayden Grant. Once, he’d played the role of Millie’s stepfather.
Suspicion edged Hayden’s next question. “Millie got you running her errands now?”
Brandon’s answer was simple. “I came on my own.”
With eyebrows raised, Hayden seemed surprised. “So it wasn’t her? What could you possibly have to say? I clearly remember you saying men like me weren’t even worth your breath.”
No reply left Brandon’s lips. He just watched Hayden, unflinching.
Time and prison had changed Hayden. His uniform sagged on a thinner frame, though nothing in his bearing suggested a truly broken man.
A shift in Brandon’s demeanor unsettled Hayden. The silence pressed in, making him fidget in his seat.
Hayden broke the silence, his voice carrying a hint of challenge. “If you’re not going to talk, then let me. I’ve been stuck here for years—tell me, how are things with you and Millie?”
No answer came from Brandon.
A sly grin crossed Hayden’s face. “Seeing anyone new these days? Oh, wait—didn’t you used to worship the ground she walked on, and didn’t she practically live for you?” He let out a dry laugh.
Questions kept coming. “So, did the two of you ever tie the knot?”
With a slight motion, Brandon gave a nod, though he hesitated afterward. Hayden picked up on the subtle pause, pretending to be let down. He shook his head with a sigh.
“So Millie really went ahead and married into money. That’s not surprising. You two always seemed close. Before Nicole and I got together, Millie already had plenty, but the Watson name carries weight. Did your family ever give her a hard time?”
Brandon shook his head, still silent.
That only seemed to draw Hayden in further. “She must have a way with people, convincing everyone like that. What was her secret?”
Contact with the outside world had grown rare for Hayden, so his curiosity felt almost sincere.
Maybe Millie succeeded because she genuinely invested herself in those around her.
Everything started when Brandon’s grandfather fell ill—that was the reason behind their marriage in the first place—but over time, both his grandparents grew to cherish Millie as one of their own.
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