The man paused in his stride, but he didn’t refuse.
There was just one pair of scissors prepared for the occasion.
They stood together before the ribbon. Alexander stood at Millie’s side, his gaze lowered, gently wrapping his hand around hers as they cut the ribbon together.
The photographers below caught every moment.
Sharing a single pair of scissors for a ribbon-cutting wasn’t unusual—plenty of business partners did it at openings or celebrations. But with the two of them together—him suave, her beautiful—there was a certain air between them, a subtle intimacy that lingered in the atmosphere.
People’s expressions began to shift, ever so slightly.
Everyone could see what was happening, but no one said it aloud.
There was a quiet murmur among the crowd. “Mr. Davidson really loves his wife.”
“Miss Fletcher and Mr. Davidson—they’re the industry’s golden couple. Both so outstanding.”
Danielle heard every word.
Her expression remained composed, eyes lowered as she took notes.
Then came the Q&A session.
A reporter, microphone in hand, asked, “We’ve heard this company was founded for Mrs. Davidson, and that she and Mr. Davidson have been married for years and have twins. But Mrs. Davidson’s identity has always been a mystery. So, Mr. Davidson, is Miss Fletcher…?”
The question shifted from business to personal life.
Millie’s smile didn’t falter, but she turned her head slightly to glance at Alexander.
She was honestly curious how he’d answer.
After all, he and Danielle were on the verge of divorce. He could have filed earlier or later, but he chose this moment—right after she returned home. Millie knew exactly what that meant.
And then there was Raffy.
Anyone with half a brain could see what was happening; it wasn’t lost on any of them.
Danielle’s expression remained cool.
“No matter how big a splash they make, that’s their business. We just need to focus on our own work.”
She continued jotting down notes on AetherX Dynamics’ launch event, her attention never wavering. There was no sign of heartbreak or jealousy over her “husband” starting a company for another woman—only a fierce drive for professional competition.
Gian hesitated, wanting to say something, but in the end just gave her a silent thumbs-up.
“Today, we’re honored to welcome Mr. Hawthorne, who’s here to offer his congratulations on the opening of AetherX Dynamics. Let’s give a warm round of applause for Mr. Hawthorne!”
“Mr. Hawthorne is a pioneer in our country’s technology field—a true founding father, dedicated to research and innovation. With Mr. Hawthorne here to celebrate, AetherX Dynamics is sure to flourish and, with some luck, achieve the same legendary success.”
At the mention of their mentor, both Danielle and Gian looked genuinely surprised; they hadn’t heard he’d be attending.
“Looks like Alexander really went all out for Millie,” Gian whispered. “He even managed to get the professor here.”
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The readers' comments on the novel: The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell
Where is Chapter 545 - 554? I thought there'll be 9-10 chapters per update....
I knew it! He’s in love with her but he thinks she loves his brother!...
Oh poor Bianca... regrets, regrets :)...
This is it! Revenge. Way to go Dani....
OMG! Chapters 451-462 had me on edge. I wish we could also read Alexander's POV. I swear I want to punch him and Millie. This story is kind of a push and pull. The main character will win some, then lose some. Hope the writer gives Danielle a big win....
I hope not a lot of important dialogues get cut out, especially between Danielle and Alexander. But I can't complain, really. Thank you again for the updates....
I'm already in chapter 432 ATM and I have the impression that the story is so slow. Daniele remains in the dark, her reputation is low and inexistent, her accomplishment and professional abilities are stiĺl hidden, her enemies are taking the joy in humiliatihg her. No evolution in the plot? Please don't stay long in this,readers might lose interest in the long run....
Please update...
The last chapter was too short. More pls. Thank you....
Lovin' this. More more pls!...