Chapter 42
Chapter 42 The Challenge Ahead Milly accompanied George back to Tate's mansion.
In theory, William should have cback with them, but halfway there, George suddenly mentioned that the professional e-sports team FX was holding auditions for young trainees that day.
Upon hearing this, William, who had been chatting with Milly, becinstantly excited. He started insisting on signing up. William even threatened to jump out of the car and lie dead in the wilderness if he wasn't allowed to go.
George reluctantly agreed and asked Danny to call a taxi for him because of his persistence.
The peace finally returned after that.
This series of actions made Danny, who was sitting in the passenger seat, twitch his lips. In order to have salone twith his fiancée, his boss even turned a blind eye to Mr. William engaging in e-sports.
After all, that boy had attempted various dangerous acts in the past to play e-sport, including jumping off a building, cutting his wrist, hanging himself, and bumping into a tree, but none of it was a success. Surprisingly, today his boss simply let him go to be with Ms. Burnett.
In that moment. Danny felt a twinge of sympathy for William.
It seemed like a brother was not as important as a wife..
When Milly entered the house with George, she was greeted by a line of men in formal wear standing in two lines in the living hall. The sight gave her the impression of facing a group of gangsters.
"What is going on here?" Milly asked.
Always sharp to react, Danny quickly stepped forward to explain, "Ms. Burnett, these are designers from Tate Group's jewelry company. There were supposed to be forty-five people, and all of them are present here." Milly had a hard tprocessing this.
She thought there was no need for such formality.
Those who know the truth know they were designers; those who don't might assthese men will start marching at any moment.
Remaining composed, George led Milly to the sofa and instructed a servant to bring her a glass of milk.
He then turned to the team and said, "Ccloser and examine this bracelet. Find a way to remove it without causing harm." "Yes, Mr. Tate." The chief jewelry designer, who was also the department manager, stepped forward to carefully examine the bracelet on Milly's wrist. He examined it very carefully. After a while, he looked away and reported to George. "The material of this bracelet appears to be unique. It's not ordinary silver or metal. Removing it forcefully Chapter 42 The Challenge Ahead This is the first tI've seen a bracelet made of this material. Please wait a moment while we discuss a solution After speaking, he took out a camera and took several shots of the bracelet, also using a ruler to measure and record various detailed data. It took them more than ten minutes of fussing before they finally stopped.
Watching them gather the data and begin to analyse it, Milly asked somewhat uneasily, "Are you sure they could remove this?" Not sure if it was her imagination, she couldn't help but feel that they were acting a bit odd.
George remained confident and said, "They are professionals in jewelry. If they can't handle this, they should resign." Impressed by his assurance, Milly nodded in agreement.
"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat while we wait?" George offered.
"No. thank you," Milly declined, her attention fixed on the designers.
She had no appetite and just wanted the bracelet removed quickly so she could go hand finish her homework.
George stopped pushing her. From that moment on, he fell silent, sitting on the sofa beside her, and they waited together.
After about an hour, the head designer handed George a few sheets of A4 paper filled with information. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
"Mr. Tate, this is the data analysis we just completed for this bracelet. It's peculiar; the diameter of this bracelet is clearly too small for a hand to fit through, meaning it's impossible to remove it without causing harm.” George furrowed his brow. The aura around him visibly turned colder. He slammed the paper onto the table and scattered the sheets.
I don't need to know the details of your discussion; just givethe conclusion." The chief was taken aback by his sinister aura, but he was experienced and quickly adjusted his tone. He said. "After analysing the data, we have cup with two possible solutions. The first option is to cut the bracelet with tools and then use professional techniques to repair it." "No"" George interjected, "This bracelet is my grandmother's only keepsake; it cannot be damaged in any way." The chief nodded and continued, Then the only other option is to forcibly remove it, but this injury to her hand." "No..." "It's fine!" Milly's voice drowned out George's objection.
She went o may cause on. "It's fine; my hand can get injured; it's not a problem. I write with my right hand anyway, so I Chapter 42 The Challenge Ahead.
don't need my left hand. A minor injury should heal quickly.
Upon hearing her words, George's expression darkened, and the atmosphere around them cooled.
Is she eager to distance herself from me? She's even willing to do that at the cost of getting hurt!
The chief looked at her resolute expression and awkwardly smiled. "Miss, you have misunderstood, The diameter of this bracelet is very of small, almost smug around your wrist. If we removed it without damaging the bracelet, we would have to surgically remove part of your palm. It's not as simple as a scratch." Milly widened her eyes disbelief and asked, “What? Remove part of my palm?"
The chief editor nodded. "Yes, those are the only two options currently! Which one would you prefer? Milly struggled with words.
Which one should I choose? Why did it feel like choosing between two evils? How do I decide? One was a precious memento, the other a part of her own body.
I..." She wanted to keep both.
George took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. He said, “Alright, you all can leave for now." The chief bowed respectfully and said. "Yes, Mr. Tate." Then he led the group out.
The living room was now only occupied by George, Milly, and Danny, who had been silently standing by.
Milly looked disinterestedly at the bracelet on her wrist, attempting to remove it, but it was stuck. She m ve couldn't tell if it was her imagination, but it felt like the bracelet had somehow shrunk in size as if it were throwing a tantrum like a child. 20 X