The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 273

Ninesky may look glamorous now, its lobby bustling with visitors, but that doesn’t mean it will last.

Gian gazed at him, a faintly amused smile tugging at his lips. “You’ve been in this industry long enough to know what this project means once it’s finished.”

It was nothing short of a milestone.

Millie rose from her seat. “Records are meant to be broken—no one stays on top forever.”

She lowered her gaze, fixing Danielle with a pointed look. “Especially when that so-called number one spot has nothing to do with certain people.”

Everyone knew the truth: this project’s success rested squarely on Gian and Ninesky’s technical team. Danielle was little more than a latecomer, a glorified assistant who happened to be in the right place at the right time.

She’d simply lucked into the spotlight.

Millie folded her arms across her chest. “I spent a day at Ninesky to get a feel for the office. It seems, Miss Crawford, that your team isn’t exactly loyal—they don’t respect your authority.”

“Oh, really?” Danielle set down her fork and looked up, her tone cool and indifferent. “Even if my team has complaints, it’s none of your business. If you’re jealous, you’ll just have to watch from the sidelines.”

Her words left Millie momentarily speechless, the implication clear: Millie couldn’t even get through Ninesky’s front door, let alone meddle in its affairs.

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted.

“Something’s happened.”

Millie’s assistant hurried in, face tense with worry.

Millie kept her composure, calm as ever. “What could possibly be wrong? Speak clearly.”

“How many times have I told you to mind your image at work?” she added with a trace of annoyance. “Act like a professional.”

Liam frowned, looking the assistant over. “What’s going on?”

The assistant hesitated, glancing between them.

“Out with it,” Millie snapped, impatience creeping into her voice.

“It’s Mr. Linden’s deal. After entering production, there’s been a problem—”

In an instant, both Millie and Liam’s expressions fell.

Gian’s eyes lit with understanding.

He gave Danielle a thumbs-up. “Nicely played.”

When they’d signed with Mr. Linden, the profit margin was a generous twenty percent—so high, there was almost nothing left for themselves. Millie had been so desperate to seize every last resource from Ninesky.

After Danielle lost that first contract, she’d purposely driven up the price on Mr. Linden’s deal, never intending to take it herself.

If Millie wanted it that badly, Danielle was happy to let her have it—but she’d make sure it cost.

Nothing in this world is as easy to steal as Millie thought.

Now, they’d invested in production, bought up all those faulty materials, and signed a contract at a sky-high price. The compensation alone would be in the millions.

They’d effectively shot themselves in the foot.

Trouble had finally come knocking.

Danielle remained composed, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Looks like we’ll have some peace and quiet for a while.”