Chapter 527

Reasserting her stance, she emphasized, “I’ve told you, I’m not the one who broke it”

Bruce questioned, “If you didn’t break it, why are you holding these fragments? Just confess, Millie.”

“Believe it or not, I’m going upstairs,” Millie retorted.

She opted to leave the room, unwilling to prolong her interaction with Bruce. It felt as if the following moment might drive her to

the brink.

Bruce shifted his tone to seriousness.

He intervened, saying, “Hold on, | know a restoration expert. | can take you to him.”

Millie inquired skeptically, “Is that true?”

“Absolutely. Your anxiety is palpable. Would | deceive you?” Bruce affirmed.

Millie had been on the verge of joining Bruce to address the vase’s damage.

Yet the clatter of the commotion reached Celeste’s ears, drawing her to the living room.

“Bruce, welcome,” Celeste said warmly.

Anod from Bruce acknowledged Celeste’s presence.

“Thad intended to locate Marcus, assuming he was here.”

“Basic courtesies elude some,” Celeste commented, her tone edged. “Guests arrive, yet hospitality remains an elusive concept.

Not even a simple glass of water.”

As Celeste approached, her gaze was fixed on Millie, conveying an implied rebuke.

Summoning a deep breath, Millie proceeded to prepare tea for Bruce, extending the gesture to Celeste as well.

Observing the scenario, Bruce registered a momentary pause. Millie appeared to be mistreated here.

“Cleanse these fruits,” Celeste commanded as soon as Millie arranged the steaming cups.

Celeste discovered yet another pretext to subject Millie to her displeasure.

Resigned, Millie collected the fruits, her path leading to the kitchen. A sense of relief washed over her as she escaped

momentarily from the oppressive environment.

Celeste exchanged a glance with Bruce, her exhalation carrying a tinge of resignation. “You are fortunate, Bruce.”

Bruce felt bemused by her remark.