The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 500

Millie took a deep breath, steeling herself before reaching for the door.

“Alex, I—” The words caught in her throat the moment she saw who was standing outside. She froze, her whole body stiffening.

Nash, too, seemed momentarily taken aback by the sight of Millie standing there in nothing but a camisole and shorts.

Millie’s expression shifted instantly. She whipped around and hurriedly threw on a robe.

When she turned back, she did her best to appear composed. “Where is he?” she asked, forcing her voice to stay steady.

“Mr. Davidson is tied up with work,” Nash replied coolly. “He said you weren’t feeling well, and since I happened to be nearby, he asked me to take you to the hospital.”

Millie’s hand curled tightly into a fist at her side, her face flushing with embarrassment.

Nash took in the scene and quickly realized she wasn’t really sick; she clearly had something else in mind.

“If you need anything else, just call me,” he said, voice cold and detached, before turning to leave.

Millie watched his retreating back, her face growing hard, eyes darkening with frustration.

Just a secretary, she thought bitterly. How dare he speak to her that way—

Another plan, up in smoke.

She lowered her head and texted Alexander.

[Suddenly feeling much better, so I sent Nash away.]

[When will you have time? Maybe we could grab dinner together, just the two of us.]

She stared at her phone, waiting. No reply came.

With an irritated sigh, she pushed her hair back from her face.

Nathan would be back from overseas soon, and Alexander was busy consolidating his position—he’d be swamped for a while.

She’d hoped they could finally have a frank conversation tonight. After all, their relationship needed to be brought into the open.

But now, she’d have to wait for another chance.

—

After the satellite launch succeeded and all the data checked out, Danielle and everyone at the Blackwood Research Institute finally breathed a collective sigh of relief.

This was a milestone—they’d pulled it off.

Shortly after, Danielle was summoned to a meeting by the higher-ups.

When she returned, Mr. Hawthorne greeted her with a warm, encouraging smile.

Sometimes, people only discover their true potential under pressure.

Danielle’s gaze dropped for a moment, thoughtful.

She really wasn’t as busy as before. But with her uncle’s organ transplant coming up, and the ongoing lawsuit with Millie, her mind was far from clear.

Especially after what happened at the satellite launch.

She knew exactly who had sent that reporter. The pointed questions about Niki not being her biological daughter—they were meant to smear her name.

It wouldn’t really hurt her reputation, but it was still disgusting.

At the time, Danielle had considered intervening forcefully.

Unexpectedly, Alexander and the Davidson family had stepped in to set the record straight.

“Chief Engineer Crawford, someone’s here to see you.”

A colleague poked their head in. “She’s waiting in the reception lounge.”

“We told her you were busy, but she insisted. Said meeting you would be the opportunity of a lifetime.”

Danielle’s eyes narrowed slightly, betraying no emotion. “What’s her name?”