The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 352

Alexander leaned back in his chair, glanced at Millie with a faint, almost mocking smile. “Of course. I believe you’re capable enough.”

He set his pen down and said nothing more.

Sensing the tension, Nash cleared his throat and spoke up. “Miss Fletcher, the AetherX Dynamics project is falling behind schedule. We really need new partners to inject some momentum. If your company is having trouble, it might be best to step back for now.”

“Forcing it will only hold everyone back.”

Millie’s face darkened. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Alexander rose to his feet. “That’s all for today. Meeting adjourned.”

Danielle glanced at Alexander. “We’ll await your final decision, Mr. Davidson.”

She gave a polite nod, turned, and strode out of the conference room, heels clicking against the floor.

Gian, too, offered a thin, cold smile. “Miss Fletcher, there’s no shame in admitting if you’re out of your depth. Taking on something you’re not equipped for only ends up embarrassing yourself.”

With that parting shot, he followed Danielle out.

Millie’s face turned ghostly pale.

Her hands curled into tight fists. Danielle had just humiliated her in front of everyone.

One by one, the rest of the group began to file out.

Liam stayed behind, concern in his eyes. “Is there something going on with the company? If you’re having trouble, you can tell us.”

He hesitated, then added, “Or is Danielle just making things up—pretending it’s a rivalry when it’s meant to be a partnership?”

Millie’s mind raced. This couldn’t be a coincidence. Ninesky had just lost two major partners in a row, and both deals had fallen apart under suspicious circumstances.

It felt like sabotage—like someone was deliberately pulling strings behind the scenes.

But this wasn’t something she could ask Alexander to intervene in.

AetherX Dynamics still had several partnerships on paper, but none of the projects had reached completion. Now, with two material suppliers falling through, the losses were multiplying by the day.

Millie squeezed her fists tighter, jaw clenched. “I’m fine.”

She refused to believe she, with her doctorate in finance, could be taken down in a business fight—especially not by a college grad like Danielle, whose only assets were Gian and Ninesky. Danielle was simply taking advantage of a lucky break, nothing more.

Alexander was already on his way out.

“Alex—” Millie called after him, hesitated, then fell silent.

He paused, his gaze settling on her. “Are you sure you can handle this?”

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