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The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 652

Danielle met Millie’s gaze, her face calm and unruffled, saying nothing.

The arrogance she once carried was gone, as was that unbending pride. Yet, even now, she had her temper.

It was clear as day—she hated Danielle with every fiber of her being.

Millie’s eyes darkened as she stared at Danielle, a bitter, mocking smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

“You’ve always acted so above it all, looking down your nose at everyone else. Do you even know how people really see you?”

Danielle held her gaze, her expression unchanged, her tone even. “Why don’t you tell me?”

“There was a time when all I could do was look up to you. Your family was willing to support you through school, and the rumors about you never stopped—prodigy, genius, the one everyone talked about. I never imagined you’d actually be that so-called genius they all whispered about.”

The moment Millie learned Danielle’s secret, her entire worldview cracked. She couldn’t reconcile the image of a housewife with the legend of a scientific prodigy. Danielle looked, to her, like someone who’d never cracked a book in her life, lacking even a college degree. How could she possibly be a leader in her field?

Danielle had gotten married, had children, and put her career on hold for years. All that time, Millie waited, thinking she’d catch up eventually. But even now, she was still chasing Danielle’s shadow.

That was what stung the most. Now, seeing Danielle stand before her so composed, the pain only deepened.

Danielle was a star in the scientific world, untouchable, while Millie was nothing but a disgraced has-been—her future lost, her prospects gone.

So when someone like Danielle came to her with questions, admitting there were things even she didn’t know, Millie felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.

She’d been put on a pedestal too soon, lifted high before she had any footing. And the higher you climb, the harder you fall.

That was what it meant to be destroyed by praise.

Danielle looked at her. “You’re a remarkable woman, Millie. But you lost your way, and that’s no one’s fault but your own.”

Millie let out a hollow laugh. “I am remarkable. My abilities are second to none. There might be people back home as skilled as I am, but none of them ever held the position I did.”

“I just made one wrong move. I wanted success too badly.”

What humiliated her most was realizing that everything she’d once been proud of—all the things she thought would make her a star—had come from Danielle.

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