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    Sadie and Milly arrived at Madisyn’s office. There wasn’t anything particrly pressing—Madisyn just wanted to check on Milly. Once reassured that she was fine, Madisyn offered a small smile and turned to Sadie.


    “Thank you for your hard work today. Everything regarding Milly will remain as it is. If any issues arise, contact me directly.”


    “Understood, Miss Johns,” Sadie replied before leaving the office.


    Howard was already on his way here to pick up Milly.


    Meanwhile, Madisyn turned to Andrew, who had been waiting patiently by her side.


    “Thank you for your help today, darling,” she said with a smile.


    “Let me treat you to dinner.”


    Andrew chuckled and nodded.


    “Sounds good.”


    The two of them departed, leaving Milly to find a quiet sofa where she could rest for a moment. A few minutester, her phone buzzed. Howard’s voice came through the line, warm and familiar.


    “Honey, I’m downstairs. Come on out.”


    Milly’s previously expressionless face lit up with a radiant smile. She grabbed her phone and headed toward the building’s exit. As she stepped outside, her eyes immediately spotted Howard waiting by the roadside.


    Just as she quickened her pace toward him, Watkins emerged from the building. He paused, his gaze locking on Milly. The way her face lit up and her excitement overflowed left little doubt—this was the man she had been hiding. This was Milly’s mysterious boyfriend.


    A sharp pang pierced Watkins’s chest, and before he could stop himself, he called out, “Milly, I need to talk to you.”


    “Huh?” Milly turned back, surprised. Her feet paused on the steps, but her heart was already with Howard.


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    As if sensing her hesitation, Howard moved toward her, closing the distance with confident strides. Reaching her side, he slid an arm around her shoulders in a protective and possessive gesture.


    “Honey, what’s going on here?” Howard’s voice was calm, but there was an edge to his tone as his eyesnded on Watkins. The subtle warning in his gaze was impossible to miss.


    Watkins stiffened, but he wasn’t ready to back down. His gaze flicked to Howard’s strikingly handsome face, and jealousy fueled his next words.


    “Milly, don’t let appearances fool you! Some people might say they love you, but what they really love is your money!”


    Howard arched an eyebrow, his lips curling into a faint, amused smile.


    “Are you referring to me, Mr. Byrd?” His tone was calm, almost teasing, but his gaze was piercing.


    Watkins’s expression hardened.


    “Whoever it is knows exactly what they’re doing,” he shot back, his voiceced with bitterness.


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