Chapter 230

Millie's eyes rested on Myron standing before her.

He had always been gentle, respectful, and considerate toward her, never once causing her pain.

That thought eased her heart, and a soft smile appeared on her face.

"Alright," she said, keeping her hands on the ones that were gently holding her cheeks.

The ring on her finger caught the light and gave off a faint sparkle.

The past was behind her now, and now she was Myron's fiancee.

"Have some water," Myron said, pouring a glass and offering it to her.

Millie reached out to take it, letting her gaze drift to the view beyond the window.

"This is the Elliott Group, isn't it?" she asked,glancing around at the small side room connected to his office-a private spot clearly meant for his midday breaks.

"That's right." Myron gave a soft laugh and nodded before moving to the desk where an open stack of documents waited.

It was obvious he'd been in the middle of work before noticing something was wrong and coming straight over.

That awareness brought with it a feeling she wasn't used to.

With her cup in hand, Millie got to her feet and began wandering around the room.

Her past visits here had been brief, always for business, since she usually worked out of her own rented office.

Today was different-she'd fallen asleep in the car,and Myron had carried her here himself.

She stopped in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window,taking another sip.

It surprised her torealize how long she had slept.

It reminded her of the times Alexia used to joke that she had a perfect sense for falling asleep on subway but waking up right before her stop.

But the truth was, she had never truly slept deeply-only dozed off and on.

Thinking about those days, Millie once again felt the weight of how much time had changed her life.

A knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts,and she turned to see Myron's assistant standing in the doorway with a tray of snacks in hand.

A warm smile crossed the assistant's face as he gave Millie a nod.

"Dinner's almost ready, so Mr. Elliott asked me to just

bring you some light snacks to eat," Mack Stewart,the diligent assistant, explained while setting the tray down on a nearby table.

Millie acknowledged him with a polite. "Thank you."

Returning her smile, Mack gave a small gesture toward Myron before turning to leave the room.

"Go ahead-give them a try," Myron said without looking up from the papers in front of him. "Adriana's been hunting down these treats, thinking they could be added into the package. She and Jayceon? I'm not exactly sold on their cooking, but I'll admit they know where to find good food."

The comment brought to mind the time when Jayceon had tried to make scrambled eggs for them,which turned out to be a total disaster.

A small laugh escaped her as she glanced down at the neatly arranged snacks, which looked far more appealing.

She picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite. It

was actually good.

"This is delicious," Millie said with genuine appreciation.

"Glad to hear it," Myron replied, a faint chuckle in his voice.

Not wanting to disturb him while he worked, she mentioned she might take a walk around the building.

Without looking up, he nodded in approval.

The moment she stepped outside, Mack caught sight of her. "Miss Bennett, would you like me to join you for a tour?"

She shook her head lightly, waving him off to show she was just wandering.

"In that case, I have something for you," Mack said,handing her a leash.

Millie's eyes dropped to it and quickly traced the other end-where a plump orange tabby cat sat patiently.

"Mr. Elliott said you're fond of cats. This is Orange,our company's lucky mascot. It's friendly and likes to roam around. Let it give you a tour," Mack added

Curious, Millie crouched down and gently scratched under the cat's chin.

"Meow!" The cat purred and rubbed its head against Millie's hand.

The thought crossed her mind that Ari would probably adore this cat too.

With a small nod, she accepted the basket of cat treats from Mack. "Alright, thanks."

"Come on, Orange. Show me around," she said to the cat with a faint smile.

"Meow!" it answered before munching on a freeze-dried treat from her palm, and then flicked its tail and walked ahead as if it understood her perfectly.

As they moved through the building, some employees at the Elliott Group either didn't even recognize her, some greeted her with friendly smniles,

occasionally bending down to pet the cat.

Millie let the cat guide her as she wandered about.

The Elliott Group had a warmer, more welcoming atmosphere compared to the Watson Group, which focused heavily on efficiency.

Many areas in the Watson Group had a cold, purely businesslike interior.

Here, each floor of the Elliott Group had its own personality-some leaned toward efficiency, while others felt playful and imaginative.

It was clear the style of each floor reflected the taste of its department head.

Jayceon and Adriana each had their own office and separate floors.

Jayceon rarely came by, preferring to work elsewhere, but Adriana happened to be in that day and greeted Millie.

"Meow!" The cat proudly lifted its head as it led Millie

to another floor.

Millie stepped out of the elevator and found the entire space filled with cat-themed merchandise.

"Orange!" someone called out when they spotted the cat, hurrying over to scoop it into their arms.

"Meow!" Orange purred in delight.

The person looked up at Millie with a smile. "Miss Bennett."

Millie gave a polite nod, curiosity sparking. "What is this place?"

"This little one inspired an entire jewelry collection,"the person responded, holding Orange securely."Come with me, Miss Bennett."

As they walked together, the person continued,"This is Orange's Eye, an emerald."

Her gaze landed on the piece, and the resemblance to the cat was unmistakable.

"This one's shaped like a tail."

"And that's the paw design."

"Now, this charm was modeled after cat testicles-made to look like a pair of playful bells. Of course,Orange doesn't have them anymore since he's been neutered..."

"Meow!" Orange let out a sharp, offended cry

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry," the person said quickly,trying to soothe the cat.

Millie chuckled and handed over a few treats for the employee to give Orange.

The moment Orange appeared, more employees drifted over to join them.

"Our accessories sell really well. Here, Miss Bennett,"one of them said, holding out their phone to show her.

The screen displayed countless photos of pets wearing the products around their necks.

Some people had repurposed them into keychains or bag charms, while others strung several together to create bracelets.

"The cat bell charm is especially a favorite," another employee said with an easy smile.

Millie took her time studying each design, genuinely impressed by their originality.

She lingered there, still looking over the display,when someone stepped into the view.

Lifting her gaze, she saw Myron holding the cat and gently scratching its chin. "We should head out," he said with a small smile. "Charles and the others are already waiting for dinner."

A moment later, he added, "You can take Orange along to play with Ari if you'd like."

Before they left, he clipped a cat bell charm to her bag.

Her eyes lit up as she admired the cute tiny accessory.

"Come on," Myron said. "Let's not keep them waiting."

Glancing out the window, she noticed the sky had deepened into dusk-it really was time to eat.

Over at the restaurant, Charles and Giffard were already seated, with Alexia beside them.

Alexia's eyes moved from Charles to Giffard before a long,quiet sigh escaped her.

Millie said yes to Myron, and now the question hung over them about where the two of them would go from here.