Chapter 489:

“I hope you’ll reconsider. You have talent. If we can settle this, Watson Group is willing to invest in your future,” his voice followed her.

But the girl in the frog mascot costume walked straight out of the meeting room.

Vivian watched her leave, fury twisting her features. Eva was clearly using their conflict to strike a better deal. And Brandon…

Vivian glanced at him. What was going through his mind?

“Let’s head back,” Brandon said.

Vivian quickly adjusted her expression, trying to look upset instead of angry. “Hold off on the film for now. I’ll get you into other projects,” Brandon added, still staring after the frog costume. What exactly was Eva trying to pull?

Vivian didn’t respond.

Maybe to Brandon, any project would do. But not for her. “Love of Vivian” was special. It had to succeed. It had to shine. Only then could she fully outshine Millie and earn the Watson family’s approval.

She needed a plan.

Elsewhere, Millie turned to Charles. “To defeat someone, you first drive them crazy.” People only valued what they earned through effort. When something came too easily, it always raised suspicion.

Millie took off the frog costume and looked up at the sky.

Charles followed her gaze as he removed his own costume, admiring her profile. “What are you looking at?”

“The weather’s nice today,” she said, her voice soft.

Perfect for her first date with Myron.

Charles glanced at the sky and nodded. “Yeah. It is.”

Later that day, Millie changed into a soft blue dress. At dusk, Myron’s car pulled up outside her apartment building. In his anxious yet eager eyes, she climbed in, and they drove to the harbor.

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“I was a little worried earlier. I thought you might back out,” Myron said after they arrived.

“Why would I?” Millie smiled at him.

She had been looking forward to it.

They got out and walked to the restaurant.

The evening was beautiful. The sea stretched wide and blue, meeting the warm orange sky.

Their table was in a quiet corner of the restaurant. Myron had planned this evening long ago.

As they walked and talked, neither of them noticed the reporters hiding nearby, snapping photos in secret.

“I heard Myron booked a restaurant to charm some mystery woman. Jackpot! Keep clicking!”

“Yeah, later we’ll sneak in dressed as staff and get a clear shot of her face!”

Millie and Myron eventually arrived at a quiet, secluded part of the restaurant. The place actually had two sections—above and below sea level. He led her down to the underwater area. Through the clear glass walls, they could see fish gliding by in a calm, dreamy world.

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