Chapter 149

Millie immediately understood what was happening. Vivian was fighting back. They were trying to distract the public.

Suddenly, a wave of online marketing flooded in. The narrative shifted. "Brandon just brought Vivian along.They never officially said they were together, Didn't Millie show up with Charles? So what does that make Millie and Charles?"

"At the auction, Vivian made the first bid on the tanzanite. She used Brandon's card because she didn't have her own. it was clearly her choice. Later, Millie kept bidding to drive the price up just to get to her."

"More importantly, Vivian didn't know Serena was Millie. She just wanted to donate a few million to charity.Millie, on the other hand, knew everything and still kept raising the stakes."

"Exactly,VVivian didn't have her own number card. You can't blame her for that."

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Online, both sides continued arguing. The comments were relentless.

People stuck to their opinions, but some started to waver.

The focus gradually shifted from Vivian's dress issue and replaced by speculation about everyone's intentions when the bidding war started.

In the lounge, Charles frowned with disgust.

Realizing he was still on camera, he turned away and typed behind his phone."I've never seen someone so shameless. If she were Qakley, I'd have beaten her already."

Millie glanced over and chuckled.

She began typing. "She's walking straight into ler own downfall."

Charles looked at her, suddenly remembering something. There was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

"Remember what we talked about when this first started?" Millie asked with a calm voice.

Charles nodded.

He hadn't forgotten.

When Serena's donation fraud scandal broke out, they had chosen not to respond right away, mostly because Millie and Brandon hadn't finalized their divorce yet. The original plan was to stay patient,and as soon as the divorce wwent through, they could speak out.

But with Watson Group and Elliott Group stepping in, they decided to hold back and wait for the finals.They wanted to release undeniable proof.

Despite the minor adjustment, the plan was already in place.

Step one was to reveal Serena's reaI identity. That would instantly discredit the donation fraud story.

Then,step two-

"The truth will come out," Millie murmured. She kept typing. "The tanzanite is mine. I donated it for charity.That's a fact."

Just then, her phone buzzed with a message. "Here's the archive of your tanzanite purchase." There was a document attached.

It was from Myron.

Millie raised her eyebrows, paused, and replied. "Thank you."

Myron texted back right away. "Just doing my job. No thanks needed."

With this archive, and the records she had already shared with Charles, their case was solid.

Millie forwarded all the documents to their group chat, and then exchanged a look with Charles.

Now they only needed to choose the right time to strike.

Letting things brew a little longer would maximize the effect.

This was Seville'sspecialty, so Millie had nothing to worry.

Upon seeing the documents Millie sent, Seville let out a laugh. He was already giving instructions to his team.

Elsewhere, Vivian reappeared on the live stream and took her seat.

She looked like she had just finished crying. Her eyes were red. Her expression was heavy, like she was holding something back.

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 grafdfather'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.

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.

He pulled it out. Eugene was calling.

Eugene wouldn't call now unless it was urgent.

Under Derek's glare, Brandon answered. "Mr. Watson,"Eugene said. "Something's happened. Just now,online news confirmed that the owner of the tanzanite from the charity auction... is Mrs. Watson."