The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 240

With this kind of publicity, anyone could take off and soar.

It wasn’t just Millie’s current strength or her proven abilities—honestly, even a typical graduate, given this kind of momentum and the right platform, could lead a team of researchers to real achievements, as long as they had a hint of leadership.

Truth be told, being the head of a company didn’t require genius. All you really had to do was sit at the top; there would always be people below scrambling to get things done for you.

And now, Alexander had used every trick in the book to push Millie, step by step, into the upper echelons of society.

He wasn’t just opening doors for her—he was rolling out the red carpet, ushering her into a whole new social class.

And it was all perfectly legitimate, aboveboard.

He’d taken her to endless events, parading her around at every opportunity.

All of it, just to pave the way for today, to make sure no one would question her position.

Whether she’d done anything of substance or not, her name was already out there—her title, her status, her reputation.

Gian let out a cold laugh. “People say it’s nearly impossible to break through the barriers of class. Most folks spend their whole lives chasing that next rung and never quite make it.”

“But for some people… it’s almost laughably easy.”

Danielle pressed her lips together, thoughtful and silent.

By now, nothing the two of them did could really rattle her anymore.

Still, she couldn’t help but wonder.

Did Alexander hate her?

If he didn’t, why would he go this far, targeting her so relentlessly?

Did he hate her for stealing his chance at love, for robbing him of the happiness he thought was his, for forcing the woman he adored—Millie—to cower in the shadows, living like someone’s dirty little secret?

So, these endless acts of revenge—what else could they be, if not hate?

“What’s wrong?” Gian asked, catching the complicated look on her face.

Danielle shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

Things had changed.

She just felt a little ridiculous, that’s all.

After all this, divorce was inevitable. Now, they could finally be together openly.

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After Mr. Hawthorne finished his speech on stage and offered his congratulations, thunderous applause filled the room.

When he stepped down, Alexander and Millie took the opportunity to speak with him privately.

Alexander’s voice was smooth and pleasant. “I’ve heard, Mr. Hawthorne, that you’re considering taking on new students? Millie just returned from overseas, and she’s quite accomplished in this field. She’s tried everything to earn a spot under your guidance.”

“Where did you hear that?” Mr. Hawthorne smiled, amusement flickering in his eyes. “I have no plans to take on students. I’m about to retire, you know—just looking forward to some peace and quiet at home.”

Millie stepped forward. “Alex, if Mr. Hawthorne isn’t interested in mentoring anyone, let’s not press him.”

“I heard there was a young woman you mentored once, Mr. Hawthorne, who had to leave halfway through to get married. That must have been frustrating. But I know you’re not holding that against me.”

Mr. Hawthorne narrowed his eyes slightly, considering her with a deep, knowing look.

Millie met his gaze. “Mr. Hawthorne, I’ve always respected you. You’re a leader in the field—a real trailblazer. I won’t pressure you to take me on as a student, but… would you consider guiding me on my thesis before you retire? I’d like to achieve something significant here, too.”

“I spent years honing my skills abroad, and now that I’m back, I want to make a real contribution at home.”

“Mr. Hawthorne, in the end, I think we want the same thing.”