My Bossy CEO Husband

“Millie, if you’re here to offer felicitations, I’d be glad to share some cake with you. But if it’s confrontation you seek, I suggest you
make your exit.”
His protective stance made Millie’s fury surge.
“Had your new interest been anyone else, I could have digested it. But her? She’s nothing! Penniless, even. What on earth do
you see in her?”
Her words were daggers, causing Sanford’s expression to darken.
“who do you believe you are? How dare you berate me? I suggest you leave, this instant!”
Several of Millie’s acquaintances came forward, attempting to soothe her.
“Millie, Let’s cool off.”
Undeterred, Millie shrugged them off, “Sanford, have you forgotten the woman who caused you such pain? Do you wish to relive
that agony?”
Sanford’s rage erupted.
In a fit of fury, he kicked the table, bottles toppling, and roared, “Millie, I ordered you to leave! Are you deaf? If you refuse, I
swear I’ll make you!”
The bottles on the table fell to the floor.
The men in the room, recognizing Sanford’s rage, swiftly instructed their companions to remove Millie from the premises.
Millie, tears streaming down her face, continued to protest, “She’s beneath you! You’ll regret this!”
In response, Sanford hurled a bottle. It made a loud crash as it hit the door.
Screams filled the room as the women dodged, their faces ashen with fear.
A shard of glass grazed Millie’s face, drawing blood.
She touched her injured cheek and shot a venomous glance at Maggie.

She swore to teach Maggie a lesson
Finally subdued, Millie was escorted out, and silence enveloped the room.
The staff busied themselves cleaning the aftermath, while several men tried to placate the still furious Sanford.
Rosalynn rushed to a visibly shaken Maggie.
“Maggie, are you alright?”