Too Late, Mr. Mills: Watch Me Leave

Chapter 8

Word Count: 597 | Released on: 27/04/2026

r closer to the gap. The voices were cle

rdering on desperate. "You're talking about giving up your sea

ne, Everette had fought tooth and nail for that seat. He had sacrificed his

but there was an edge to it. A weariness that so

the seat. If you step down now, the other directors will move in. Ever

have it," Eve

wasn't the Everette Mills she knew. The man

you doing this? It makes no sense. Is it because o

s her. They were

almost picture Everette standing behind

id, his voice low and rough. "Because if

m pushed. "This is irrational

augh. "You have no idea what fear i

ehind a large statue. The door swung open, and Graham and K. Stone

hall, their voices

sn't been right since he came back from that

He's terrified. I've seen him face down hostile takeovers without blin

he corner and

her mind racing. Terrified? Everette

t in the woods. This had to be a trick. Some kind of elaborate manipulation to make her

ew, twisted versio

wasn't fal

chin, and walked to the door. She pushed

e sound, he spun around. His eyes were red-rimmed, his tie loose

face was real, quickly replaced b

g here?" he asked,

om, letting the door swing

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“Adriana Guzman spent two agonizing days tearing through the freezing fog of the woods, searching for her missing five-year-old daughter. She finally found little Pippa curled up under a massive oak tree, her tiny body frozen solid and lifeless. Trembling, Adriana called her husband, Everette. Instead of panic, she heard the soft voice of his mistress in the background. "You think telling me my daughter is dead will make me book a flight home?" He laughed, accusing her of faking the tragedy for attention. When Adriana woke up in the hospital, Everette finally arrived, bringing his mistress with him. He shielded the other woman from Adriana's grief, threw a checkbook at her, and demanded she name her price to sign the divorce papers. He only believed the truth when the midday news broadcasted the discovery of Pippa's body. Exhausted and utterly broken by his cruelty, Adriana swallowed a hidden bottle of sleeping pills. As the darkness pulled her under, she felt a suffocating sense of injustice. Why had she wasted her life begging for a cold man's affection? Why did her innocent daughter have to die alone in the freezing mud while he drank champagne? But the end never came. Adriana opened her eyes to find herself twenty-one again, standing in a luxury hotel room as a younger Everette walked out of the shower to propose. This time, she smashed a crystal vase, pressed a jagged shard to her own bleeding throat, and looked him dead in the eye. "I would rather die right here than ever marry you."”