Chapter 151

Online discussion was intensifying.

At that moment, Elliott Group released a video.

It captured the scene from the tanzanite auction at the jewelry house. This was when Millie purchased the tanzanite from Elliott Group.

In the video, everyone's face was blurred except hers.

Millie had been seated alone in a corner, silently raising her paddle again and again.

Across the room, a man taunted her. "If you were anyone else, I'd let it go. It's just a stone. But since you're Brandon's wife, there's no way I'm giving it to you."

Millie looked at him calmly. "What would it take for you to let me have it?"

The man let out a loud laugh, eyes locked on her. "Right here, in front of everyone-say you're a bitch,call Brandon worthless, and agree to collaborate with me. Only then will I back down."

Millie stood without hesitation, still smiling.

Everyone thought she might comply. Instead, she picked up a paddle and struck him across the face.

"Fuck you!" The man reeled back, furious, about to charge at her. Millie didn't even flinch.

"I'll sue you! That's assault!"

She gave him a faint smile. "Go ahead. The paddle's so light, the mark will fade before you reach the door.Think you can prove anything?"

“Millie!"

"And you're right. I am humiliating you," she said, her tone even. "I won't let you insult Brandon. Not under any circumstances." Her voice was calm, but her eyes were cold. "Do you understand?"

The man shouted, "Aren't you afraid you'll lose the stone?"

Millie didn't answer right away. She just smiled, her composure sharpening the contrast with his rage.

"Try me," she said. "Do you really think you can scare me or go up against the Watsons?"

Silence spread across the room.

The man froze, caught between advancing and retreating.

Then Millie spoke again. "Looks like I the paddle cut you a bit. Maybe go clean up?"

He latched onto the out she offered.

Muttering threats under his breath, he turned toward the exit.

But as he reached the door, he paused and looked back. "You fight so hard for Brandon. You do everything for him. But what if one day he leaves you? That will leave you the laughingstock of all of Crobert!"

Milie didn't look at him. She turned to the rest of the room. "Anyone else want to bid?"

No one answered.

The man let out a final snort. "You'll regret this!"

But Millie said nothing back. She just won the tanzanite without issue.

Because of his repeated bids, the price had risen higher than expected.

The video then showed her receiving the gem later with a gentle smile.

Someone nearby asked, "You look so happy, Mrs. Watson. Is there something special about this tanzanite?"

Millie gazed down at the deep blue stone, smiling softly. "If we have a child, this would make a beautiful piece of jewelry for them. I think Brandon would love it too."

This video went viral online.

Millie was rarely seen on public after she marfied Brandon. Most of the time, she came across as distant more like a background figure next to Brandon than someone real.

It was rare to see her so alive.

This video changed that. It revealed her strength, her decisiveness, and her deep loyalty to Brandon.

"She looked so gentle and happy, talking about the tanzanite, her future child, and her husband. So why did she end up selling it?"

"Why? Isn't it obvious? Are you really that naive?"

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The debate online continued to rage.

At the Moonlit Estate, Brandon could no longer stay on his feet. He sank to the floor and watched the video in silence.

He remembered the moment she had smiled at him and gently placed his hand on her bely. "I'll take good care of my health," she had said. "We can have another child in the future."

The child they had lost in Flesta was a wound that never closed.

They never spoke of those days.

That pain lingered, too deep to revisit. He had buried himself in her embrace, chasing the hope of creating something new.

It became his obsession.

Yet he had even competed with her for the very birthstone she had chosen for their future child.

They hadn't had a child yet. But the tanzanite had meant something more.

What had she been thinking as she bid against him? Did it hurt her to see Vivian sitting beside him as he raised his paddle over and over?

Brandon lowered his head. A single tear slid dovn his cheek.

What else had he missed? What more had he really done to hurt her?

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Meanwhile, public opinion online was overwhelmingly in Millie's favor.

At the same time, the final live broadcast of Heavenly Melody came to a close.

The host announced the winners on stage.

Serena-Millie-was declared the champion without contest.

As she accepted the trophy, dazzling lights lit up the stage around her.

She stood in a wash of gold and silver, confetti raining down.

The applause was deafening, Online, the comment section overflowed with congratulations.

Crowds chanted her name.

Once offstage, Millie finally allowed herself to relax.

"The competition is finally over," she said with a smle to Barbara beside her.

Barbara grinned. "The sponsor reps are all here. Time to sign some contracts!"

Each sponsor had promised resources for the champion. Now that the competition had ended, they would begin to fulfill their commitments.

Barbara grew more excited by the second.

Charles nodded in agreement.

They all headed backstage. The representatives were already seated, including those from Elliott Group.Jayceon and Adriana had left for dinner, so only Myron remained at the table.

When Millie and the others entered, Myron stood and offered his hand. "Congratulations on winning."

Millie smiled and shook his hand. "Thank you, lfook forward to working together with the Elliott Group."

°As do I," Myron said with a polite smile. "Let's make this a great partnershíp."

There were no objections. The lawyers had reviewed the contracts beforehand, so everything was ready.

Millie signed her name. Each party received a copy.

The reps all nodded in approval.

Daphne, though visibly displeased, said nothing.

She had already decided to stay quiet after learning Serena was actually Millie.

Still, she was the runner-up and would receive some support. That was her only consolation.

The third-place contestant had never expected to rank so high. They accepted their modest share of resourcés with good cheer.

Only Vivian looked truly shaken.

Outside the venue, a large crowd had gathered. They had originally come to protest Serena staying in the show. Now, the atmosphere had shifted entirely. Vivian hesitated to step outside. She wasn't sure what might be waiting for her there.