Beyond the Divorce

Striking at the Right Time



Millard looked at me calmly as I sat back down.

I spoke again, asking, "Millard, do you understand the phrase 'turn over a new leaf"?"

"Don't believe her!" that guy shouted. "Take her away, Millard, and you'll earn a big reward. Do you know she's the boss's best leverage? I've known for a long time. She's Atlas's weakness! Millard, listen to me!"

I looked at Millard, feeling uneasy. This guy seemed cunning and insightful. It was now or never. If this scoundrel won, I was done for.

Tristan chuckled sarcastically, saying, "Mrs. Chloe, there's no need to convince him anymore. When you go back, don't mention this. Just pretend you didn't see anything. It's useless to reason with such people.

"They're content being lackeys and don't care about being the head of anything. They're not interested."

The scoundrel smirked. "You want to go back? Dream on."

Hearing his words, I glanced at Millard. "It looks like I was right about you being a coward, letting this scumbag manipulate you."

I cursed at the scoundrel, but my words seemed to sting Millard.

"I'm going to kill you!" the scoundrel said menacingly to me.

I looked at him, and he continued to stare at me blankly. I retorted, "Moron."

Unexpectedly, the scoundrel lunged at me.

Tristan stepped forward to shield me, but the dozen or so henchmen behind him quickly raised their guns again.

The tension in the room skyrocketed.

"Don't move! If Millard dares to lay a finger on me today, Anson will be done with him for good, and I'll have done a good deed for the Huffman family. Even if I die here, Anson will soon get the news, and my death will be worthwhile."

I looked at Millard, speaking slowly and deliberately, "But do you know what will happen next, Millard?"

He looked at me with a complicated expression, indicating his internal struggle.

I stared at him, equally nervous. I was gambling, and if I miscalculated, all my efforts would be in vain.

I gritted my teeth, pretending to be calm as I continued, "If you make another mistake, there will be no turning back, not even a sliver of a chance. And, Navi-"

Before I could finish, the scoundrel interrupted me.

"Millard, don't listen to her

nonsense!" he shouted, then quickly lunged at me again. "You think you'l get a free pass just because you have something from the Huffman

family? Today, I'll show you've

But before he could finish, a horrifying scene unfolded.

Without warning, Millard's dagger pierced through the scoundrel's chest.

The sound of flesh being prated sent chills down my spine. I pretended to remain calm but couldn't help gasping in shock.

Blood gushed from the scoundrel's mouth as he stared at Millard, his mouth still moving, "You... you..."

Millard gritted his teeth, his voice filled with matice, "I'm the only one who can kill her! Who do you think you are? You've meddled too much in the Huffman family's affairs. It's not your place to be in charge of me.

BUMS

After saying this, Millard pushed the dagger in deeper. The scoundrel's eyes widened, and he slumped to the ground, collapsing beside the old man. Two lives were gone just like that.

Millard proved to be ruthless, just as he said. No wonder he claimed that everyone in this village died at his hands.

His followers stood there

dumbfounded, and one of the locals

shouted something. MillardC0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

immediately pointed his gun at him,

cursing in their dialect. The local

nodded quickly, not daring to speak again.

Seizing the opportunity, I looked at Millard and whispered, "Millard, I'll tell you another secret."