Chapter 408 – Highlight Chapter from The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell
Chapter 408 is a standout chapter in The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell by Laura, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.
As the soon-to-be heir of the Davidson family, Raffy’s mother knew it was only a matter of time before she became part of the family herself. Danielle, on the other hand, no longer belonged to their world—not even close.
Millie didn’t bother hiding her contempt anymore. Every word she spoke was meant to grind Danielle’s dignity into the ground.
Danielle’s former title as Mrs. Davidson meant nothing now. No one held her in any regard.
Listening to Millie’s smug remarks, Danielle couldn’t help but find it all rather laughable. She understood every barb, every passive-aggressive undertone. Millie had been provoking her for years, even before Danielle and Alexander’s divorce, always testing boundaries and pushing buttons.
But now, whatever relationship Millie and Alexander had was none of her concern. Watching Millie try to needle her felt like watching a second-rate performer desperate for attention. Danielle had better things to do than entertain her games.
She turned to Harold and said, “Mr. Chapman, we still need to pack up the equipment. Let’s head in.”
A grand fountain stood at the hotel entrance, water glinting in the afternoon sun. Harold wheeled her suitcase while Danielle juggled several heavy cases of scientific instruments and bags. She was here to conduct geological surveys and research new materials, so she’d brought plenty of specialized, and very heavy, gear.
“If it’s too much, just leave it here,” Harold offered as he noticed her struggling. “Someone from the tech team can help bring it upstairs later.”
“No need, I can manage,” Danielle replied, tightening her grip.
Alexander, standing nearby, watched her arms strain against the weight, veins standing out beneath her skin. Some of the equipment was clearly too heavy for one person.
Without a word, he stepped forward and took the cases from her hands.
“Which floor?” he asked, his intent to help unmistakable. Alexander never talked about what he wanted to do—he simply did it.
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