The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 216

They were asking whether Danielle agreed to accept the fifty million dollars—and let Millie join the project team.

Danielle turned to face him. “First, Raffy needs to make a public apology at school.”

Niki deserved to have every bit of her reputation restored.

Alexander twirled a silver lighter between his fingers, his manner casual. “Tomorrow morning, during the flag-raising at preschool, under the flag—he apologizes. That work?”

Danielle had no objection to that.

“How should the fifty million be transferred? Company account or personal?”

Her tone was cool. “I’ll have Ninesky’s finance team contact you.”

That was answer enough: the money would go through the company.

Truthfully, she wanted no personal connection to him at all.

The money was meant as a real investment in Ninesky, not some private favor.

Alexander’s gaze lingered on her, his eyes unreadable.

He slipped the lighter into his pocket and looked her over, his voice lazy and edged with something sharper. “Getting more assertive these days.”

“Gian’s been good to you,” he added.

“He has.” Danielle didn’t bother to deny it; she gave a cold, mocking smile. “Why? Jealous?”

Everyone seemed good to her—everyone except the Davidsons.

It was as if she owed the Davidson family some debt from a past life, and this was her punishment, her penance.

In the beginning, Danielle thought marriage would bring happiness. Even without love, she believed affection would come with time.

For a while, it wasn’t so bad between them. They were polite, considerate; he wasn’t cold then. He did what a husband should and sometimes even showed care and tenderness.

But somewhere along the way, what passed for love between them soured.

Maybe it was never real, she thought.

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