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Heartbreak Billionaire - Heartbreak Billionaire: He should never have let go - Chapter 43
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Vivian shrank back, almost hiding behind Brandon. Her voice was small. “Dr. Hussain, you’ve got it wrong. I was just with Brandon when you called. Parking was a nightmare, and he didn’t want to waste any time getting to Millie, so we just rushed in together.”
Alexia scoffed inwardly at the explanation.
It was no secret that Millie loathed Vivian, seeing her as nothing more than a shameless interloper. Still, Vivian had tagged along, acting as if her presence was crucial.
There was nothing stopping her from waiting in the car or wandering off for a bit.
The absurdity of the situation made Alexia let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “Oh, that’s right. I almost forgot. The two of you were spotted leaving the Watson Group together tonight in the same car, practically side by side.”
Alexia’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “It’s all over the Internet.”
“You!” Vivian’s eyes glistened, her face twisting with wounded outrage. Brandon blocked her from Alexia’s reach by the emergency exit, a move that made Alexia’s skin crawl.
Their affection was no secret, splashed across gossip sites and social media, and now they were bringing the spectacle to the hospital halls.
Alexia wondered if Brandon had ever truly cared about Millie, or if this was all just a show for Vivian’s sake.
She blurted out, “If you two want to parade your relationship, do it somewhere else. I don’t care for your drama.”
Vivian stared at the floor, silent, trying to look as though she had been hurt.
Irritation clouded Brandon’s face as he spoke sharply. “That’s enough. Why are you accusing her? What are you really getting at?”
“Millie was targeted on purpose. Someone hit her with a car,” Alexia said, refusing to soften her words. “I wouldn’t put it past you to arrange it, just so you could move on with Vivian sooner.”
Before Brandon could reply, Vivian slipped between them. “Dr. Hussain, do you hear yourself? That’s a heavy accusation.”
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Brushing off Alexia’s suspicion, Vivian continued, “Accidents happen. Millie could have been hit by anyone. How can you turn on Brandon without proof?” She sounded completely convinced of her own innocence as she pressed on, “It was you who asked Brandon to come. We’ve been here for a while now, but you’re still keeping us from seeing Millie. What’s the real reason? Is she perfectly fine, and you’re just making things up?”
That was all it took for Alexia’s anger to reach its limit. She could still picture Millie as she was wheeled in—pale and fragile.
The memory of the risks Millie faced haunted Alexia. With Millie’s rare Rh-negative blood type, even a minor injury could turn deadly, let alone being pregnant with Brandon’s child. Vivian’s attempt to twist the truth was beyond infuriating.
Alexia raised her voice. “Are you trying to pin this on everyone else, Vivian, because you’re the one behind the wheel?”
“You!” For a moment, Vivian’s bravado faltered, her eyes flashing with fear before she quickly put on that hurt look again.
Brandon stood protectively in front of Vivian, his tone icy as he spoke. “Since 8:45 PM, paparazzi have been following Vivian after she walked out of her studio. Her every move has been plastered all over the Internet. And she’s been with me the entire time since she arrived at the Watson Group.”