Chapter 138

At that moment, the private room fell into a dead silence. The music stopped, and the chatter ceased. Everyone's eyes were wide, fixed on Millie and Stefan at the center of it all.

Pierce had already stood up in anger.

"What's this? Mr. Atkinson, are you stepping in to defend her? So, is she Mrs. Atkinson now, or is she still a designer? Does this mean that from now on, if Millie takes on a project and doesn't do a good job, we can't criticize her because of her title as Mrs. Atkinson? And if we do, will we face your retaliation?"

"Millie, why bother being a designer? Why not just go home and be a pampered Mrs. Atkinson?"

Stefan's words were sharp and cutting. He was the kind of person who valued his pride above all else. He'd turn vicious the moment he sensed someone making a fool of him.

Millie exhaled deeply and wiped off the wine that had spilled on her.

"When it comes to business, I represent myself, and Pierce is Pierce," she said, signaling to him with her eyes to not inte