The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 480

A knot of worry twisted in Millie’s chest. If Danielle really was in charge of the election committee, there was no way she’d be impartial.

This was Millie’s one and only shot—and now, it felt like it was about to be stolen from her.

Everything around her seemed locked down, as if the walls were closing in, blocking every exit. No matter what she did, there was simply no escape.

She sat there, brow furrowed, lost in these anxious thoughts.

That’s when Alexander stepped out from backstage.

These days, Millie was no longer the darling of the room. People avoided her like the plague, scattering whenever she came near, terrified she’d approach them for a partnership—or worse, that their mere association with her would get them in trouble.

It stung. Not so long ago, everyone had been tripping over themselves to work with her.

The contrast cut deep. Millie’s heart ached with humiliation and frustration.

Then she spotted Alexander, dressed in all black, emerging from behind the curtain. Instantly, she waved him over.

He walked toward her at an unhurried pace and took the seat beside her.

With the entire room watching, his action spoke volumes—a public declaration, a choice made in front of everyone.

He hadn’t abandoned her.

A smile flickered across Millie’s face. She’d worried he wouldn’t show; after all, he’d been so distant lately, barely answering her calls. But now that he was here, her nerves eased.

All around them, whispers buzzed as people gossiped about the nature of their relationship. Was the rumor true? Would Millie soon become the new Mrs. Davidson?

Wherever Alexander went, eyes followed. He was always the focal point, the gravitational center of every gathering. By sitting with Millie, he’d drawn the spotlight back to her as well.

On stage, Danielle stood holding a microphone, her eyes lowered as she took in the scene. She’d wondered what Alexander had meant before, insisting she be “fair and impartial.” Now she understood.

It was for Millie’s sake.

He thought she’d be biased, that she’d use her position for revenge?

Danielle let out a cold, silent laugh before calmly turning her gaze away. Raising the microphone, she began her speech, laying out the relevant policies with composure and clarity. She cited the Northridge City fire as a vivid example of the need for new smart technologies, particularly in areas where emergency response still fell short.

“She may have authority, but she’s not omnipotent,” said Alexander, his voice even, each word steady and comforting. “You have talent. Why be afraid?”

Right—she had to remind herself of that. She wasn’t powerless.

Even if Danielle was in charge, there were limits to her control; she couldn’t veto everything single-handedly.

Millie nodded, feeling a bit steadier. No matter what happened, she had Alexander behind her—what was there to fear?

“Alex, there’s something I need to ask you.”

Alexander glanced down at his phone. “Go ahead.”

“I heard people say you’re planning to step back from the Davidson Group,” Millie said quietly. “If that’s true, is it because of me?”

“I don’t want you to give up what’s rightfully yours on my account. I’m not that important. You’ve already done so much for me.”

She knew, deep down, that Alexander had always stood by her. But if he really did step away from his own legacy for her sake, the road ahead would only become that much harder for them both.