Plagiarism and theft—those were never choices she would have made.
She had to resolve this mess, and she had to do it cleanly.
“Paying damages is the least of my worries,” Millie said, voice tight. “What matters is that I can’t let this ruin my reputation—”
Legally, she stood little chance in this battle.
Alexander’s tone was cool and assured. “I’ve discussed your situation with our legal team.”
“Bring your mentor over from abroad. The two of you orchestrated this together, didn’t you? He was the mastermind, so he should take full responsibility.”
He laid out the solution without hesitation.
Find a scapegoat.
Whether that man was really her teacher or not didn’t matter much now.
What mattered was her name—her standing.
She was the victim here, misled and deceived by her mentor.
As far as the plagiarism scandal went, Millie herself was innocent. She hadn't known.
Hearing Alexander’s plan, she felt a small measure of relief.
At least the lawsuit and her reputation were, for now, under control.
“So—”
Alexander didn’t let her finish. “Have you totaled up how much you’ve lost? Figured out your debts?”
He cut straight to the point, methodical and logical.
One issue at a time.
Money? That was the easy part.
The real storm—the lawsuit—finally had a solution.
And with that, things would be wrapped up, at least on paper.
Danielle would still be untouchable, sitting on her throne.
And Millie? She’d have to start over from scratch.
A thousand indignations simmered in her chest, but in the end, she could only accept it.
“I haven’t done a full accounting yet, but I know it’s not a small number,” she admitted, uneasy.
“You’ve already given me so much,” she added, taking a steadying breath, “and I said I wanted to make the company profitable again—do you think it’s possible for us to break away from Newsworld? To go independent?”
AetherX Dynamics already had a reputation in the industry.
Everyone knew what the company was about. As long as she wasn’t the one officially blamed for the lawsuit, her name could recover.
As long as the company survived, there was hope for a comeback.
“That’s a question for her,” Alexander said evenly, making his position clear.
Frustration prickled at Millie again. She couldn’t understand how her life had come to this.
“I feel so uneasy,” she confessed, voice trembling. “None of this is what I wanted… I know I’m capable of more than this.”
There was a pause on Alexander’s end.
“In a world driven by self-interest, loyalty is always conditional.”
Of course Millie knew that. Still, she felt hollow, as if everything was lost.
But she’d reached Alexander now.
She knew the truth: he would always be on her side. Danielle meant nothing.
“Have you been tied up with all this today?” she asked.
“There are things that needed my attention,” he answered simply, “and that takes time.”
That was enough.
Millie finally let herself relax.
She’d worried that Alexander might abandon her.
But he hadn’t.
He was there, willing to help her through the worst. For the first time all day, she felt truly safe.
After all, she was Raffy’s mother.
No matter what, Alexander wouldn’t leave her to fend for herself.
After they hung up, Millie finally drifted into a peaceful sleep.
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