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Everyone was praising the phone Howard had designed. “Mr. Klein, we have about a million phones in stock, but we’ve sold just over a hundred thousand. What’s our plan for the remainder?” his assistant asked, worried.
The way things were going, they might not even cover costs.
Corbett gave him a cold look. “Are you panicking?”
“Mr. Klein, the suppliers want their payments,” the assistant explained.
“Wait a few minutes,” Corbett demanded sharply.
Left with no alternative, his assistant left. As the assistant made his exit, he bumped into Tatiana, who immediately picked up on Corbett’s sour mood. She paused at the doorway, feeling a surge of discomfort wash over her. Corbett had lost to Howard.
Lately, Tatiana’s emotions had been in turmoil. Her distraction on set had led to multiple reprimands from Victor. As Howard’s phone sales soared, her dismay deepened. It was hard for her to witness someone she had abandoned achieving such success.
Adding to her distress was Howard’s resurgence in the public eye, leading many to compare him to Corbett. Many praised Howard as the superior and criticized Tatiana for her apparent ingratitude and selfishness. Before, no one had noticed Howard, thinking his life was ruined. But now that he was back on top, everyone wanted to cozy up to him.
Taking a deep breath, Tatiana entered the room. Corbett’s face was as dark as a storm cloud. The moment he saw Tatiana, he snapped, “Why are you just arriving now?”
“I was on set, Corbett,” Tatiana responded, managing a strained smile.
“Which is more important, me or your filming?” Corbett expressed his displeasure. “I need you right now to persuade your followers to buy our phones and promote them. You have so many fans. If each one purchases a unit, it could significantly lift our sales.”
Tatiana’s smile wavered. “Corbett, I can’t just ask them to buy.”
“Why not? I need to outdo Howard. You’re my girlfriend. You should be supporting me!” Corbett’s intense gaze weighed heavily on Tatiana, sending a shiver through her.
“Corbett, not all my fans are adults. Many don’t have the means.”
“You’re the face of our brand; it’s your responsibility to boost sales!”
“But your phone isn’t as good as Howard’s, and it’s more expensive. It’s a tough sell…” Tatiana let her true thoughts slip before she could stop herself.
Realizing her mistake, she quickly tried to backtrack. “Corbett, I didn’t mean that…”
As Corbett approached, his face darkened further, and Tatiana felt as if she were facing a demon. Fear overwhelmed her, and she collapsed, her legs giving out.
“I’m sorry, Corbett—“
Corbett seized her by the throat. “Tatiana, do you really think that? Do you believe you’re inferior to Howard?” His grip was cold and threatening, and Tatiana sensed a profound malevolence from him.
“No, Corbett. You’re incredible. In my eyes, you’re the best. Howard could only make that phone with Andrew’s help. Their phone might not even be that great—it’s probably all just hype,” Tatiana quickly responded. Her words seemed to calm Corbett’s anger a bit.
“Then you understand what you need to do, right?”
Tatiana trembled. “I think I have a plan…”
“Let’s hear it,” Corbett urged.
Tatiana outlined her strategy. Corbett’s expression tightened briefly, then relaxed as he smiled and drew her close. “Tatiana, you’re brilliant. Only an award-winning actress could devise such a clever scheme. Just wait, Tatiana, I’ll defeat Howard.” Tatiana didn’t dare to speak.
The following day—
While at work, Isabella received a call from Andrew.
“We’ve got the results.”
“What results?” Isabella didn’t understand.
“The situation with Milly—there’s been a breakthrough. Let’s talk about it over dinner tonight.”
“Sure.”
Andrew’s reluctance to discuss it over the phone hinted at its seriousness. Isabella finished her work early and joined Andrew for dinner.
At the restaurant, as Isabella took her seat across from Andrew, she asked, “What have you discovered? Who exactly is Milly?”
“Milly has been impersonating someone else. I discovered that there really was a Milly, but she’s deceased. Her history and records are the same as the Milly we’re dealing with,” Andrew explained with a grave tone.
Isabella’s expression turned grim. It explained why they found no discrepancies in Milly’s history—she had assumed another person’s identity.
“So who is this Milly, actually?” Isabella asked.
“We couldn’t determine her true identity. She’s expertly assumed this persona. But I have suspicions,” Andrew said, his gaze fixed on Isabella. “Someone capable of pulling this off might be connected to the Serpentine Players. You mentioned Milly’s exceptional combat skills, which aligns with their profile.”
The Serpentine Players was a notorious global assassin syndicate. They trained their members to be top-tier assassins, deploying them on high-stakes missions. Countless influential individuals had fallen victim to them, and many of these individuals had yet to be found. Isabella’s Qiviut Organization was their adversary.
Qiviut Organization, dedicated to upholding global order, despised all evil deeds, having thwarted many such missions.
“Why would someone from there go after my brother? He isn’t a wealthy businessman, so it must be because of his scientific research skills,” Isabella speculated.
She Had To Get Rid Of Milly
“I guess so,” Andrew murmured.
Isabella’s expression darkened further. She realized that she had to get rid of Milly.
“I’ll go find Milly—” she started, but she was interrupted by a familiar voice from behind her. “Isabella, are you looking for Milly?”
Speak of the devil—Isabella looked up, and there they were: Howard and Milly, walking toward her. Howard, dressed in a crisp white shirt, looked radiant and gentle. His handsome features glowed with happiness as he tenderly held Milly’s hand. Milly, looking as elegant as ever, wore a wide-brimmed hat that shielded her delicate features. With her growing fan base, disguising had become necessary whenever she ventured out.
“Howard, you’re having dinner here?” Isabella asked calmly.
“Small world, am I right?” Howard replied with a smile, his voice warm and inviting. “Why don’t we all have dinner together?”
“Sure.” Isabella agreed readily.
The two couples sat across from each other, the table between them a chasm filled with unspoken words. Howard, eager to fill the silence, leaned forward. “I heard you mention Milly earlier. Was there something you wanted to talk to her about?”
Milly’s gaze, still stoic, flickered toward Isabella, her thoughts impossible to read.
But seeing how happy Howard was with Milly, Isabella hesitated, her words catching in her throat before she finally replied, “No, nothing really—I just wanted to check in on you both.”
“We’re doing really well. Thank you,” Howard responded, his voice brimming with affection as he turned to Milly, his gaze tender. “I’m so glad I talked to you last time. It made me realize where my heart truly lies.”
Andrew leaned in, curiosity alight in his eyes. “Howard, have you had feelings for Milly for a long time?”
Howard was momentarily taken aback by the question but decided to reveal the truth. “Yes, I have. I’ve always been a bit slow when it comes to matters of the heart. But after I talked with you, everything became clear. Life is too short, and I want to be with someone who truly loves me. We’re really happy together now.”
Milly stayed silent, her gaze softening as she looked at Howard, her eyes filled with unspoken tenderness.
Isabella understood why Howard was so captivated by Milly. There was something about the way Milly leaned on him, her trust in him, that drew him in like a moth to a flame. Howard had wrestled with the weight of his disability for years, the fear of being a burden gnawing at him constantly. Even surrounded by family, he often felt like he had been holding them back. Milly made him feel valued, as though his presence was a gift rather than a weight.
And who could blame him for being drawn to her? Milly was a vision of beauty and unwavering loyalty, the kind of woman who could capture anyone’s heart with just a smile.
If Isabella were in Howard’s shoes, she wouldn’t be able to resist Milly’s charm either.
“As long as you’re happy,” Isabella said, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Shall we order?”
They moved on to lighter topics, with Isabella steering the dialogue while Milly remained quiet as usual. Howard, ever the attentive companion, made sure Milly’s plate was never empty, yet he didn’t neglect Isabella either, his kindness stretching to both women.
At one point, Milly excused herself, slipping away to the restroom. Sensing an opportunity, Isabella quickly followed.
She didn’t enter but waited just outside, her gaze fixed on the door. When Milly emerged, she seemed unsurprised to find Isabella standing there, greeting her with a brief nod.
“Milly…” Isabella’s voice was low, carrying an edge. Her eyes narrowing into thin slits, she changed her tune. “That’s not your real name, is it?”
A barely perceptible flinch ran through Milly, her back stiffening for just a heartbeat. But it was enough; Isabella’s suspicions crystallized in that fleeting moment.
In one fluid motion, Isabella’s hand shot out, aiming to grasp Milly’s wrist. But Milly was faster, twisting away with dancer’s grace. The air crackled with tension as they traded blows, each movement a calculated test of strength and skill. Isabella’s mind raced. This wasn’t just any ordinary assassin—Milly was something else entirely, a finely honed weapon hidden beneath a delicate facade.
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