The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 479

She shook hands with Alexander.

A nearby government official watched their brief exchange. “I’ll leave you two to talk. I’ve got other things to handle,” he said, turning to go.

Once he’d left, there were only three people left backstage.

Nash, who always knew when to make himself scarce, took the hint and slipped out as well.

Now it was just the two of them. Alexander looked at Danielle with a calm, steady gaze. “Is the speech ready?”

Danielle was still a little surprised that Alexander had been chosen as President of the Northridge City Council. But after the initial shock, it seemed perfectly logical. With his status and influence, the position suited him—he was more than qualified to lead.

Still, the change hadn’t been made public yet, which explained why she hadn’t heard anything through official channels.

Danielle’s expression was composed, all business. “President Davidson, any feedback?”

She handed him the speech. Alexander took it, eyes downcast as he flipped through the pages. He didn’t say a word, just dragged a chair over and sat down, the speech in his hands.

There was something about his presence—a quiet authority that filled any room, no matter where he was. Even now, just sitting there reading, he exuded that air of command.

Danielle remained standing, looking down at him from above. For a moment, she felt strangely detached, as if she were watching this scene from a distance, in another lifetime.

Alexander skimmed the speech for a minute or two, then looked up at her and handed it back. “It’s well written. You’ve got a clear vision for the future.”

Danielle gave a tight, polite smile. That wasn’t what she’d asked—she was looking for direction, not compliments.

Alexander, however, got straight to the point. “You know today’s meeting isn’t just about giving feedback on the latest AI initiative, right?”

His tone was cool and impersonal, strictly professional. It was as if there had never been anything personal between them—as if they were just colleagues, nothing more. Just as everyone else assumed.

Today, it really did feel like they were meeting for the first time.

Danielle met his gaze. “So?”

“The government will be announcing new initiatives today—new projects, competitive bids.” Alexander watched her closely. “The notice has gone out. You’re the project lead this time.”

He always seemed to have the inside scoop. Meanwhile, Danielle—the supposed lead—hadn’t heard a thing. For a second, she almost thought he was joking. It seemed too out of the blue to be real.

Millie looked at him. “Are you really trying to help, or do you just want to watch me fail?”

“We’re in this together now. Why would I want to see you stumble?” Liam replied. “Do you really think Danielle is going to let Cloudpath off that easily?”

Alexander never consulted him before making decisions. Newsworld had been sold off overnight, blindsiding him completely. One moment he had a boss—next thing he knew, someone else was in charge.

He respected Danielle—she was a force to be reckoned with. But that didn’t mean he trusted her. He’d crossed her before, and who knew if she’d want payback. She wasn’t the same Danielle as before; now, she was on top.

At that moment, a clear voice echoed from the stage.

“Please welcome our keynote speaker and project director, Danielle, to present on the new policies and initiatives.”

Liam and Millie exchanged startled glances, surprise etched on both their faces.

Millie felt a cold knot form in her stomach.

“She’s the project director? Does that mean she’s in charge of the bidding too?”