The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 294

Liam couldn’t help thinking Danielle was downright shameless, always finding a way to worm herself into things.

Anyone who’d spent long enough in this business, especially by his side, would pick up a thing or two—even the most clueless idiot.

Word had it Danielle was preparing her thesis for grad school these days.

He found that laughable.

A housewife with delusions of grandeur.

“So, Miss Crawford, is your thesis ready? Aren’t you applying for grad school? Still have time for dinner with us?”

Liam held his fork and smiled warmly at her.

His tone was pleasant, but the barb was impossible to miss.

Danielle’s expression stayed neutral. “This is a work function. I don’t discuss personal matters here.”

She shut him down immediately, offering him not the slightest courtesy.

On the surface, both seemed polite, but beneath it all, their words were laced with ice.

The atmosphere in the private dining room was tense, a delicate dance of veiled mockery.

“Let’s eat first,” Alexander interjected calmly. “Business later.”

The food had already been ordered.

Most of the dishes were on the lighter side, with a few specifically chosen for their nourishing qualities.

Liam glanced at Millie and grinned. “Look at all these healthy dishes, Alex really cares about you. You’ve seemed a bit pale lately.”

“Mr. Davidson has a soft spot for Ms. Fletcher—we all know it,” one of the engineers teased, prompting quiet laughter around the table.

Millie simply smiled, her eyes bright with a sweetness she couldn’t hide.

Liam said, “If anyone doesn’t see anything they like, the menu’s right there—feel free to order more, don’t stand on ceremony.”

Danielle had been swamped all day and honestly didn’t have much of an appetite.

She barely touched her food.

“Is there anything here you’d like? Want to order something else?” Millie noticed and asked gently.

Liam scoffed, “Why bother? She’s not shy—maybe she already ate before showing up.”

They stood and made for the door.

Millie led the way, Danielle a few steps behind—close, but not too close.

As the door swung open, a man stood outside holding a mug of steaming water. “You bitch!” he snarled.

His face was twisted with rage as he hurled the hot water into the room.

Danielle didn’t even have time to see who it was before Millie, terrified, ducked behind her.

Danielle froze, then finally recognized the man—Mr. Linden.

After it was discovered that Linden’s materials were faulty, he’d gone bankrupt. Desperate and out of options, he’d ended up in prison.

He’d never forgotten who was responsible for his downfall. Now, he was out for revenge.

Just as Danielle braced herself, thinking the scalding water would hit her face—

An arm yanked her back, pulling her firmly into someone’s chest. The crisp scent of a man filled her senses.

She stood stunned, mind going utterly blank.