?<strong>Chapter 1156:</strong>


    Howard’s smile didn’t waver. He had always kept a low profile, but he understood where Watkins’s suspicions came from. The paparazzo’s viral video had twisted the truth, painting him as someone living off Milly. It didn’t bother him much—after all, in the video, it was Milly buying things for him.


    He rubbed his fingers together thoughtfully, considering how to respond, but Milly stepped forward before he could speak, positioning herself protectively in front of him.


    Her expression was calm, her voice steady as she addressed Watkins directly.


    “So, you’re saying my boyfriend only cares about my money?”


    Watkins hesitated for a moment, then nodded.


    Milly’s expression didn’t waver. She nodded in return, her voice firm and deliberate.


    “Well then, there’s no problem. I’m just grateful that I have money.”


    Watkins was momentarily stunned into silence. He opened his mouth as if to retort but found himself at a loss for words.


    Meanwhile, Watkins’s agent had approached just in time to hear the exchange. The agent’s face betrayed a mixture of surprise and difort.


    The online frenzy surrounding Milly’s rtionship had fixated on a narrative of her being blind to her boyfriend’s deceit. Yet, Milly’s statement flipped that narrative entirely. She didn’t deny the rumors—instead, she reframed them with unwavering confidence. Was this the truth, then? She was willing to give, and he was happy to receive?


    Watkins’s agent was puzzled by Milly’s response but understood that his artist had crossed a line. Acting swiftly, he offered Watkins a graceful way out.


    “Watkins, I know you admire Milly, but she and this gentleman make such a good match. You’ve never been in a rtionship, so stop worrying about other people’s rtionships. We have a dinner party to attend tonight—let’s get going.”


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    He tugged at Watkins’s clothes, signaling him to leave immediately.


    Milly’s defense of Howard was firm and direct, leaving Watkins with nothing more to say. He nced at Milly, then at Howard behind her, hiding the disappointment in his eyes as he muttered, “I hope you won’t let Milly down.”


    Howard, standing tall behind Milly, nodded with quiet assurance.


    “Of course I won’t.


    Milly is the most wonderful woman in the world, and I’ll spend my life protecting her.”


    Howard’s words were so natural and heartfelt that even Watkins, an actor, couldn’t detect a trace of performance. He clenched his fists as he watched Milly blush and look up at Howard with pure, adoring eyes.


    “Let’s go,” Howard said to Milly.


    Captivated by her charm, he wanted nothing more than to have her all to himself. He took her hand, uninterested in wasting another moment on Watkins, and walked away with her.


    The agent, noticing Watkins’s crushed expression, patted him on the shoulder in sympathy.


    “Alright, stop looking. You should focus on working hard. Besides, this might not be the end—Milly isn’t married yet.”


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