Chapter 602

She could have lived a good life.”

Leon’s expression froze, realizing that he had been the one who suggested Millie exchange herself for

Lois. Who was he to question Lois? It was his decision that set these events in motion.

If he hadn’t called Millie over, how could it have ended up with Lois’ interference, resulting in Millie’s

tragic death in the explosion?

‘As a deafening roar erupted, Lois emerged from a cloud of thick dust, and Leon felt overwhelmed by

his senses. Staring at the billowing smoke, he knew without a doubt that Millie was undoubtedly dead.

Leon raised his hand and patted Lois on the shoulder. “I shouldn’t blame you. I’ll go check on her

grandmother.”

As they walked, they coincidentally crossed paths with Marcus and Derek.

In the face of Marcus’ chilly and hostile stare, Leon managed a strained smile. “Her grandmother’s

surgery went well, and she’ll wake up.”

Despite the lateness of the hour, Marcus was still at the hospital. It was likely because of Millie.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be staying solely for an elderly woman.

Back when they gathered at the old mansion, Leon had already noticed that Millie held a special place

in Marcus’ heart.

“Hmm,” Marcus said, emitting a light snort.

“She sacrificed herself for it. Are you satisfied now?” Marcus directed his gaze squarely at Leon. Millie

was gone, and he was finally willing to display some compassion by saving her grandmother. This man

was utterly ruthless.

“But I heard that before the incident, you had sent her away overnight and even drafted divorce papers

to end the marriage. If you had divorced her earlier, you wouldn’t have become a deceased spouse.”

Though Millie had an aura of significance to Marcus, he was solely intrigued by her charming

personality and didn’t trust her deeply.

Narrowing his eyes, Marcus felt Leon’s words pierce him like a needle. The two of them stared at each

other intensely, resembling two poised leopards ready to strike and tear each other apart.

Just at that very moment, someone rushed over, out of breath from haste, and said, “You all are here.

Where’s my grandma?”

The voice!

Marcus’ cold demeanor abruptly shifted as he tumed his head sharply, his pupils constricting—it was

Millie!

She appeared like a wanderer, covered in mud, with a grimy face and ragged clothes. Bruises marred

her body, yet her eyes gleamed. She fixed her gaze on them.

“[ just met my grandma’s attending doctor, and he said her surgery was successful.

Is that true?”

Millie rested her hand on her belly, took a deep breath, straightened her posture, and a broad smile

graced her face.

Did Leon truly follow through this time and have the surgery for her grandmother?