The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 213

But in the next second, she understood—Millie, too, was sitting uncomfortably close to that steaming pot of water.

Danielle barely acknowledged it, letting her gaze drift away as if she hadn’t noticed a thing.

If there was one thing Danielle excelled at, it was the art of tea. She prepared it with a practiced hand, every motion elegant and precise.

Mr. Keeley took a sip, his face lighting up with genuine admiration. “You have quite a talent,” he said.

Millie set her cup down and glanced over, praise tinged with mockery in her voice. “You really live up to your reputation, Miss Crawford. For an assistant, this is a remarkable cup of tea. No wonder Mr. Atwood brought you on at Ninesky—skills like yours are rare in your line of work.”

Her words, though flattering on the surface, carried an unmistakable edge.

“No wonder Alex made you his assistant. Frankly, I’m tempted to steal you away myself. Say Ninesky hires me as their chief designer—once I’m in, you could be my assistant. Out of respect for Alex, I’d even teach you a thing or two. How about it?”

Danielle’s expression remained composed, her smile polite but cool. “If that’s what the company decides, Miss Fletcher, I’ll follow the arrangement.”

Once the tea had been enjoyed, Mr. Keeley steered the conversation straight to business, the topic shifting to technological innovation.

He regarded Millie with clear approval. “You’re a remarkable young talent. If you keep up this trajectory, you’ll be the next ‘Sophia’—maybe even join the national research team someday.”

Sophia—her name had become shorthand for genius in the tech world, a legend everyone aspired to emulate.

“Thank you, Mr. Keeley, but Sophia is truly one-of-a-kind. I’m just trying to follow in her footsteps,” Millie replied.

Sophia was, by all accounts, the gold standard in their field. If she hadn’t stepped away from the spotlight, she’d be leading the country’s top research initiatives by now.

Danielle, the very subject of their conversation, sat quietly to the side, listening as though they were discussing someone else entirely.

“I heard you participated in the ISSDS competition, Miss Fletcher,” Mr. Keeley said, turning to her. “Did you meet Sophia there?”

Mr. Keeley chuckled. “I’ll have to sit this one out, but I’m happy to offer advice.”

Danielle spoke up, her voice calm. “Sorry, I’m not much of a card player.”

The truth was, stakes were always high when this crowd played, and she had no desire to get involved.

With the gathering winding down, Danielle decided it was time to excuse herself.

She’d gotten the gist of what Mr. Keeley hinted at regarding government support.

All in all, the collaboration between Ninesky and Cloudpath was a power move. Cloudpath was the country’s premier defense contractor, the biggest in the business.

Working with Cloudpath meant bypassing a maze of red tape and stepping straight into government partnership.