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Heartbreak Billionaire - Heartbreak Billionaire: He should never have let go - Chapter 62
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He took the tablet from Eugene and scanned the statement for himself. Swiping to the comment section, he saw the backlash firsthand.
Usually, Brandon let the company’s PR experts handle online chaos, rarely bothering to check these things himself. This time, though, he read every word from the public, taking it all in for the very first time.
One thought struck him immediately—since she managed to post, her injuries from the fall couldn’t be serious.
A fresh wave of realization hit Brandon—Millie was definitely stirring the pot.
Choosing not to send him a message, she instead made her point using the one platform she knew would catch his eye, firmly reminding everyone of their marriage.
Familiar with his habits, she understood that any update from that account would never go unnoticed by him.
From across the room, Eugene asked, “Should I get in touch with Mrs. Watson and bring in PR?”
Brandon let the tablet rest on his desk, brushing the idea aside. “Leave it alone.”
Retrieving the tablet, Eugene gave a small nod. “And what about Miss Simpson?”
With a gentle drumming of his fingertips against the polished wood, Brandon replied, “That’s something I’ll deal with myself.”
A moment of silence hung in the air before Brandon asked, “What’s Macauley up to these days?”
Caught off guard, Eugene needed a second to recall, his voice dropping to a whisper. “He’s gone back to his hometown. Your orders have kept him far from Crobert.”
A sideways glance at Brandon told Eugene all he needed to know. “You made it clear—he’ll have a hard time fitting in anywhere for now.”
Brandon acknowledged this with the barest nod.
As Eugene exited, tablet in hand, Brandon let his gaze wander out the floor-to-ceiling windows.
From his office at the summit of the Watson Group tower, the city’s wind still managed to make its presence felt. Gusts swept over Crobert with unrelenting force.
Nothing had slowed this wind, which moved like an invisible tide across the entire country.
Below, the city buzzed with energy, its people rushing through their daily routines.
Business carried on, no matter how the weather roared outside.
Newly bloomed April flowers scattered their petals into the currents, leaving the air heavy with a bittersweet, romantic feeling that bordered on loneliness.
Eventually, even the relentless wind faded away.
Three days slipped by in a blur.
Though Millie’s body remained fragile, her recovery had progressed—especially the dizziness left by her concussion.
During those days, she poured her efforts into preparing for her debut performance. She rehearsed her song, coordinated her outfit, and carefully selected her makeup.