Chapter 448:
“There you are,” she greeted warmly.
Millie turned from Myron and returned the smile. “Hello, Miss Elliott.”
“Just call me Adriana,” she said, and then led them farther in.
They made their way to a compact storeroom filled with gemstones.
“These are the new pieces we plan to launch,” Adriana explained. “I was managing them, but Myron just told me he’ll be overseeing them now, in line with our agreement with you.”
Millie glanced at the six gemstones on display. Each one was remarkably rare.
“Your contract with Elliott Group guarantees the corresponding endorsements,” Myron said as he guided Millie to examine them up close. “The marketing for this collection is in your hands now. Let’s see what you can do.”
The gems sparkled under the showroom lights.
Millie looked up at him. “How much creative control do I have?”
“Total freedom,” he said with a confident smile. “You’re free to approach it however you like.”
Millie’s lips parted slightly. She didn’t quite understand why he was offering her so much leeway.
Ever since he confessed his feelings, she hadn’t fully grasped his intentions. She looked back at the gems and said, “Don’t worry. You’ll be more than satisfied with the results.”
“I’m counting on it,” Myron replied.
At the same time, chaos was erupting inside Watson Group.
What began as gossip had quickly spread to the finance world. Now, major financial bloggers were dissecting Brandon and Millie’s divorce.
One well-known blogger posted, “We’ve seen this pattern before. A public divorce leads to stock splits, and the wife cashes out at the peak. These so-called ‘sky-high divorce settlements’ tend to rattle the market.” The comments poured in.
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“I remember when I got hit with three limit-downs because of a divorce scandal. Never again.”
“Same here. I was stuck holding stock I couldn’t even sell.”
“Are Brandon and Millie about to pull the same move?”
“No idea. But seriously, I should’ve known something was up when Brandon kept going out in public with Vivian. She’s practically on her deathbed, and she’s still clinging to him. Can’t she let Millie and Brandon live their lives? She’s dragging down the whole company!”
“When the market opens tomorrow, it’s every man for himself.”
Back in the Watson Group meeting room, Brandon’s expression had turned stormy.
The room buzzed with conversations, video calls, and nonstop questions from all directions.
“We just got a call from Eldoria,” someone reported. “They said Millie used to handle communications. Now that the divorce is public, they don’t know how to proceed.”
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