Chapter 871:
Millie rose to her feet, keeping Ari’s small hand nestled securely in hers, and turned her radiant face toward Myron.
He returned her stare with equal intensity, his palms framing her face with reverent care before claiming her lips in a kiss that tasted of promises and forever.
In that transcendent moment, pure joy seemed to overflow from every corner of their glass paradise.
High above their crystal cathedral, the luminous words continued to hover against the darkening sky: “Will you marry me?” A celestial blessing written in starlight.
Myron stepped back from Millie, and she felt a wave of bashfulness wash over her as her gaze swept through the crowd until it settled on Nicole, standing quietly at the gathering’s edge.
There stood her biological mother, the woman whose blood ran through her veins yet whose heart had remained distant for so many painful years.
Nicole gazed at her daughter through a veil of tears that caught the evening light like precious gems.
In that charged moment, it seemed as though some of the towering walls that had stood between them for so long began to crumble into dust.
Perhaps witnessing this scene of pure love reminded Nicole of her own youth with James, when the world had seemed full of infinite possibilities and their hearts had beat as one.
The Elliott Mansion was alive with celebration that night. Laughter echoed through the halls, and there were even a few happy tears as friends and family shared stories and memories together.
But miles away at the hospital, time seemed to crawl by at a painful pace. The reporters stationed outside quickly realized Eugene had been absent for some time.
Suspicion grew, and they demanded he appear to give a statement.
“Eugene made us a promise!” one reporter shouted at the security guards. “He said he’d give us answers, and he can’t just back out now!”
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The hospital staff found themselves caught in the middle. They had no choice but to track down Eugene and let him know about the growing crowd of angry reporters demanding answers.
At that exact moment, Eugene was dealing with Vivian’s mess.
What she had done was absolutely disgusting—the woman was faking being terminally ill. Even though he was just an employee trying to stay out of family drama, Eugene couldn’t stomach this level of deception.
The hospital staff member knocked and entered just as Eugene was giving Vivian a piece of his mind.
When the staff member explained the reporters’ demands, Vivian completely lost it. “What are you talking about?!” she screamed, her voice echoing off the hospital walls. “You can’t tell them anything! You hear me? Nothing!”
Eugene yanked his arm away from her grasping fingers, disgusted by her desperation.
“Can’t face the truth about what you’ve done?” Eugene stared down at Vivian, whose eyes were burning with pure hatred.
Inside, she was kicking herself for not getting rid of Eugene months ago. If she had acted sooner, he wouldn’t have stood there judging her like some moral authority.
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