Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Flipping through the latest month's video files...

Millie had already been asleep when the sound of the front door opening downstairs jolted her awake, a smile creeping onto her lips despite herself.

Leaving with such final words, and now, just a few hours later, she's back?

Hmph, Beverley, that old witch, always playing games!

Daring enough to leave her here all alone, huh? Well, she still had a cool five million in her account.

Who's afraid of who?

If Beverley's back, that means Sadie and Lara must be coming back too. Just perfect, Millie was starting to feel peckish. Maybe she'd ask Lara to whip up some chicken soup... Millie wandered around the living room before checking the kitchen, but there was no one around.

She looked around, puzzled.

Suddenly, she noticed a pair of men's leather shoes by the entrance!

Was Murray back?

Her mind racing, she quickly changed into a nightgown and tiptoed toward the study.

Knock, knock, knock-

you're back,

she didn't

who else could

get a response, a deep,

"Come in."

she smiled and pushed the door

"Murray..."

up at the woman approaching

around her chest revealing more than it hid, with thin straps draped over her pale shoulders. No

her tone, "When did you get back? Working late again? You've been at

if their last explosive argument had never happened. Murray looked at her nearly ingratiating smile, feeling

was his burden to

could not alter

why not just

appearance made Millie

on Murray's shoulders, and

for weeks, don't you miss

her wandering hand

Millie froze.

has been in the study, touching the files? You know, don't

chuckled, "Though, Beverley is the likely suspect. But I don't think she did it: on purpose. What insurmountable issue Gould there be