The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 153

Raffy had never seen her as a mother, so of course he hadn't called her to come.

Danielle followed Gian inside.

They made their way to the Sentinel Group's check-in area. After registering her name, Danielle set down the pen and glanced up—just in time to see a large group sweeping into the lobby.

Right away, her gaze landed on Alexander at the center of the crowd, tall and sharp as ever, with Millie by his side.

People clustered around them, all eager for a moment of their attention.

A company representative from Sentinel Group came forward to greet Alexander personally.

He swept a cool, indifferent glance in Danielle's direction, then looked away as if she were just another face in the crowd.

Danielle, unfazed, shifted her gaze as well—only to catch sight of the bracelet adorning Millie's wrist, a string of gemstones in every color.

She paused, recognizing it instantly. It was the bracelet she and Raffy had made together. Each stone had been carefully polished by her own hands.

She looked away, her expression unreadable.

Something she'd crafted with love alongside her son—a gift now gracing Millie's wrist.

The irony stung.

Neither her husband nor her son had ever truly cared for her. To them, she was nothing more than a housekeeper, summoned at their convenience and dismissed just as easily, her feelings never a consideration.

"Miss Fletcher, that's quite a unique bracelet," someone nearby remarked, sharp-eyed.

After all, it was clearly handmade by a child—each bead expensive, but the overall design a bit peculiar.

Millie smiled graciously. "My son gave it to me for Mother's Day this morning."

"Wait, you have a son already? Are you married?" a few people exclaimed, surprised. No one had ever heard any news of her marriage.

Millie offered a polite smile. "I'd rather keep my personal life private, if you don't mind."

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