Chapter 455:

So, should she tell him what really happened that year?

Millie’s eyes drifted downward, her gaze heavy with resignation. The moment had passed—any hope she had harbored crumbled into dust. Brandon had already surrendered his heart to someone else. So what if she told him the whole truth now? What earthly difference could it possibly make? Did she truly expect him to drown in guilt over her sacrifices?

The bitter reality struck her like a cold wave. If guilt had the power to restore what rightfully belonged to her, he never would have kept that tanzanite once he discovered its true significance. Revealing everything now would only hand him another blade to twist deeper into her wounds.

She recognized the futility of lingering here any longer. Her life brimmed with urgent matters demanding attention. The high-stakes wager with Vivian loomed ahead, and Ari’s operation was just days away—these were the battles that truly mattered.

She refused to squander another precious moment of thought on Brandon’s betrayal.

Millie pulled her attention away from him and prepared to make her exit when Brandon’s brow furrowed deeply, his body moving to follow her retreating form. She released a harsh laugh, spinning toward Egbert with renewed purpose. “Didn’t you mention wanting to help me?” she demanded, her voice carrying an edge of steel. “Then prove it by holding him back.”

Egbert’s expression shifted to mild surprise before settling into polite understanding. “Consider it done.”

He pivoted smoothly and drove his fist straight into Brandon’s jaw. The impact caught Brandon completely off guard, sending him stumbling backward until he collided with the coffee table. The piece of furniture toppled under his weight, sending its collection of items cascading across the floor in a symphony of destruction.

The office door burst open with violent force.

“Mr. Watson!”

“Brandon!”

Eugene and Babette charged into the chaos, their eyes quickly taking in the scene—Brandon sprawled across the floor while Egbert stood above him, flexing his knuckles with evident satisfaction as he smiled down at Millie.

Eugene scrambled forward to help Brandon back to his feet.

Babette’s fierce glare burned into Millie with unmistakable fury. “What exactly happened here?”

Millie’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “Exactly what it appears to be.” Egbert flashed a gentlemanly smile in Millie’s direction, his demeanor unruffled by the confrontation.

Babette’s fury blazed even brighter at their casual attitudes.

“I’ve been meaning to address this with you,” she snarled, her voice trembling with barely contained anger. “Don’t you think common courtesy demands you inform us before orchestrating something this reckless? Do you have any comprehension of how utterly irresponsible this behavior is? The damage this could inflict on our company’s reputation?”

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