Chapter 409:

Ten minutes earlier, she had been crying in front of Brandon. She had also ordered Johnny to manage the team and launch a counterattack.

She had asked Brandon several questions. He hadn’t answered any of them. He only wiped her tears and said, “I’ll talk to her.”

It sounded like the same vague reply as before. But something felt different. Because when she tried to use Watson Group’s resources to clear her name later, Eugene refused. She didn’t dare push further.

She had seen it clearly—Brandon’s hesitation. His sorrow when he found out Serena was Millie.

She had wanted to say more, but then he picked up a call from Derek.

Vivian stayed quiet after that.

Meanwhile, Brandon had already left the venue.

Now, he sat in the back of a Bentley, staring out the window.

Eugene drove in silence, heading toward Moonlit Estate.

Brandon watched the scenery flash by. His chest felt tight. His thoughts were scattered.

Ten minutes earlier, he had finally taken his grandfather’s call.

“Come back here right now!” Derek had shouted.

Derek already knew what had happened between Brandon and Millie, but he no longer expected Brandon to fix it.

Everyone knew Brandon had attended the show with Vivian. So Derek had given a direct order. He told Brandon to return home at once.

The scenery rushed past the window. Brandon’s thoughts were in chaos. From the front seat, Eugene glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror. The air inside the car felt stifling.

“So Serena is really Mrs. Watson,” Eugene thought. “How’s this going to end now?” But he kept this to himself. He didn’t dare say a word out loud. He just kept driving.

Soon, they reached Moonlit Estate.

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As soon as Brandon stepped inside, he heard Derek’s voice.

“On your knees.”

Brandon said nothing. He lowered his head and knelt in front of Derek’s wheelchair.

Derek’s face was full of rage. He hit Brandon with his cane. “You’ve really messed things up! I had no interest in watching that show, but I tuned in for Millie. And look at what I saw. How do you expect to face her? I’ve told you over and over to stay away from that Vivian woman. You never listened. You said you had your reasons. Tell me, do those reasons make Millie forgive you?”

With every sentence, the cane struck harder.

Brandon didn’t flinch. His eyes were full of pain.

He had no idea what to say.

He couldn’t answer Vivian’s questions. He didn’t know how Millie felt. He had no way to explain himself to his grandfather.

“Speak!” Derek demanded.

But Brandon remained silent.

Then, his phone began to buzz.

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