The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 290

Kirsten was so furious her chest felt tight, anger burning beneath her ribs.

Alexander truly was ruthless—every act of retaliation, every maneuver, always precise, unflinching, and aimed straight at the heart.

Just then, Millie strode out, her heels clicking sharply on the floor.

She fixed Gian with a pointed look. “This is what happens when you can’t keep your people, when you let a rotten apple in. Mr. Atwood, do you still not get it?”

As she uttered “rotten apple,” Millie’s gaze, half-accidental, half-intentional, landed directly on Danielle.

Kirsten folded her arms, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. The nerve of Millie—to come out here just to sneer and gloat.

Kirsten stepped forward, placing herself squarely in front of Danielle and meeting Millie’s eyes, her voice icy. “You really think you’re something? Just another gold-digger climbing the ladder by latching onto any man with power. What’s there to be smug about?”

“What are you, really? No skills, no credentials. If it weren’t for the men behind you, who’d give you the time of day? If you didn’t have Newsworld backing you, do you think Ninesky’s engineers would’ve followed you? You’re always putting yourself on a pedestal, acting like you’re a big deal. In the whole field, what have you actually accomplished? What reputation have you built on your own?”

Kirsten’s words were cold and sharp, cutting straight to the bone.

It was true—Millie had just returned from abroad with a few accolades and had participated in some domestic aircraft projects, making her one of the rising stars among the younger generation back home.

But compared to Gian and Newsworld, she was still a minor player.

Millie’s smile faltered, her expression tightening.

Kirsten’s background was on a different level than Danielle’s; she was a true society heiress, born into old money and influence.

Millie drew a slow breath, forcing a smile back onto her face. “Some people without even a real degree love to act like they run the place. Maybe focus on your own internal mess before you worry about anyone else.”

With that, she turned on her heel and left.

What would Kirsten—a pampered princess—know about anything? She’d only gotten into Ninesky by buying her way in.

And as for Danielle, she was still the most shameless of them all—soaking up all the glory without lifting a finger.

One day, Millie was going to watch Danielle fall from her pedestal. People with nothing to offer always crash the hardest.

“Son of a—!” Kirsten spat, rolling up her sleeves as she lunged after Millie.

Gian caught her by the arm.

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