Winston couldn't help but glance at Richard. After confirming that Millie was behind the wheel, he asked anxiously, "Isn't this madness?"After all, Millie wasn't an experienced racer. With such a winding route, what if something were to happen to her?"Can we stop the race?" Winston asked Richard.Richard shook his head. "We can't call it off. Not only that, they've also placed bets.""Bets? What sort?" Jake asked with curiosity.So, Richard called out to Matt. After a brief exchange, the latter promptly brought over two documents. Richard then turned around and passed the document to Winston and Jake, saying, "Here, take a look."Winston's heart skipped a beat as soon as he saw the added clause on the document. Jake, on the other hand, was astonished. "What the hell? The loser has to cut off a finger?"At that point, Jake asked with widened eyes, "Seriously, Winston. Is Millie deeply affected by your divorce? This isn't a race! She's practically courting death." Winston
At that moment, Richard was somewhat slow to react as well. After all, Millie didn't seem like someone who could pull off this move.Even professional racers like him wouldn't attempt to accelerate on a curve. It was a bold move, and her driving style was simply too wild!Behind Millie, it was clear that Quincy was losing control of the steering wheel. His car swerved slightly, revealing his shock."I-I guess so," Richard answered cautiously. Winston shot him a look before hurrying off to the finish line. He would soon find out if it were Millie when the driver got out of the car.Observing Winston's anxious demeanor, Jake couldn't help but chuckle. He then caught up with his friend and teased, "Winston, mind if I ask a question? If it turns out to be Millie, what are your thoughts?"Winston's expression darkened. It was evident that he wasn't interested in answering Jake's question. Unfazed, Jake continued to trail behind, saying, "Ms. Caldwell sure has a few tricks up her sl
"Red wins!"Millie's car came to a screeching halt as the final words echoed around her. She glanced into the rearview mirror, and the corner of her lips curled into a smirk. No one could beat her, yet a mere street racer dared to challenge her. And that was the lesson Millie imparted to Quincy.On the platform, Jake nudged Winston's shoulder. He was shocked and exclaimed, "What the fuck, Winston! It really is Millie!" Winston's intense gaze bore into Millie. Yes, it was her. The moment she stepped out of the car, he recognized her. He truly never expected that she was skilled in racing.When Quincy's car pulled up beside Millie, she heard people at the peak shouting, "Wow! You're impressive!""Quincy, you loser! You're useless!"Even Matt was now cursing, "You're a worthless fool! How could you lose to a woman? You've really humiliated the WK Club!"Quincy looked up at the spectators, his hands running through his hair in frustration. He had thought Millie might have some sk
"We were just racing for fun, but now you actually want me to cut off my finger?" Quincy stared at the knife Millie handed him, utterly incredulous.Millie fluttered her eyelashes and feigned a look of innocence. "Oh, Quincy, that's not how it works. You can't just call it 'for fun' now that you lost."Quincy was at a loss for words. Millie immediately added, "It might have been just a game for you, but I gave it my all. Now, stop talking and cut off your finger!"As she spoke, she tossed the knife to Quincy. If she had lost, he would have humiliated her to no end. But now, he claimed it was just for fun. Why didn't he mention that before the race?Millie sized up Quincy, her disdain intensifying. Besides, a man like him, who disrespected women and was driven solely by his base instincts, was getting off lightly with just a finger. She should demand that he cut off his penis!"You!" Quincy pointed at Millie, fuming with rage. He looked up and tried searching for Matt, but to no
Quincy was so nervous that sweat started to trickle down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and glared at Millie, "Very well, Millie, this is what you wanted."His tone and gaze brimmed with menace as he continued, "Since you have the guts to go after my finger, I'll make sure you regret it!"Millie narrowed her eyes, understanding that Quincy wasn't someone who could accept defeat. "Pfft! How could he threaten her?" Jake grumbled.Quincy tightened his grip on the knife and placed his other hand on the car hood. At that moment, all eyes were on him. Millie, however, simply leaned against the car with her arms crossed. Her demeanor was indifferent and relaxed.While everyone's attention was on Quincy, Winston's gaze remained fixed on Millie. He couldn't believe she dared to do such a thing. Was her previous docility just a facade?As Quincy raised his arm, the knife gleamed under the moonlight. But just as it was about to descend, a voice rang out. "Who has the nerve to cause
Everyone looked up, including Millie and Marvin.Jake crossed his arms and looked at Luke. "Luke, I haven't seen you in a long time, and you're still as evil as ever."Luke squinted against the light, struggling to see the faces of the two men. Yet, their voices rang incredibly familiar to his ears."Mind your own business." Luke pointed at them."Are we not qualified to speak up?" Jake asked indifferently.Luke smirked. "This is the affair of the WK Club. You're just an outsider. You shouldn't interfere."Winston chuckled softly and glared at Luke with a sinister glint. He uttered coldly, "What if you're messing with my people?"Millie felt overwhelmed when she heard his words. When he was a freshman, she was still in high school. One day, she visited him at university, only to be bullied by a group of jobless hooligans. Winston was also present and stood close. He smirked and asked, "What if you're messing with my people?"Back then, Millie had just experienced love for the
"My boss said that this finger is a tribute to all living beings!" Marvin shouted frantically.Upon seeing that, Millie smiled without saying a word. Marvin gazed at Millie and felt extremely joyful.Millie then locked eyes with Winston, whose gaze was inscrutable. She smiled faintly. "Thank you, Mr. Greer."After saying that, Millie gave Rachel a look, indicating that they were about to leave.Winston looked pensive and full of emotion, but he could only watch Millie go.Rachel pushed her way through the crowd and confidently approached the gambling table. "I placed my bet on the red side to win, and I won."The young man in the gambling game cast a meaningful glance at Rachel. After catching Luke's eye, he proceeded to pass all the money in the bucket to Rachel and added a few more stacks of cash. Rachel collected the money contentedly. Suddenly, someone bumped into Rachel from behind, causing her to stumble and almost fall. Her arm was then pulled, and she lifted her head af
"Winston, I'm leaving. Don't bother inviting me in for coffee…" Before Jake could finish his words, the car door slammed shut with a loud bang.In front of Winston's villa, Jake gripped the steering wheel tightly and cursed, "Winston, you're so heartless. No wonder your wife ran away."Winston was speechless. He turned around and stared at Jake.Jake exclaimed, "I'm being courteous to you, yet you truly refuse to invite me to have some coffee? Are you hiding a woman in your house?""Stop talking nonsense," Winston warned angrily. He reached for the door handle, intending to drag Jake out. Sensing Winston's fury, Jake chuckled. He then immediately drove away.Winston frowned, as Jake was too talkative sometimes. As he turned to enter the house, he saw a pitiful woman crouching at the door.She looked up and locked eyes with Winston. Her voice trembled. "Win…" Winston's heart sank the moment he saw her. He opened the door and stepped inside.Joanna followed him in. "I've been ca
Bernard gave Clara a strong push. She fell to the ground, crying out in anger, "What's the meaning of this!"Bernard approached Winston with his hands tightly clasped and bowed respectfully as he exclaimed, "Mr. Greer!"Winston raised his hand, signaling for him to get up.Clara sat on the ground, feeling completely dumbfounded. Why was Bernard treating him with such respect? Who was this person? What was his background?Winston, with a cold expression, adjusted his sleeve and looked indifferently at Clara on the ground.Bernard said, "Mr. Greer, you should have told us you were coming! I would have had someone prepared to welcome you long ago. I'm really sorry for any inconvenience you experienced. Please accept my apologies!""What's wrong with her? Is she unwell?" Winston asked, pointing to Clara on the ground.Bernard quickly said, "She…""No matter what's up with her, disrespecting customers is a big mistake. I am demanding that her shop undergo rectifications before reope
Winston raised an eyebrow and stepped forward.Clara felt a sudden shudder in her heart and instinctively took a step back.Winston scoffed. What was she backing away for? Was she scared?She was simply someone who bullied the weak but was afraid of the strong. What capabilities did she even have by picking on elderly people?Winston's gaze was steady, and his expression became increasingly cold and harsh.The woman frowned and stayed silent.Winston, speaking calmly and without any agitation, said, "If you don't want to escalate the situation, apologize now. If you're unwilling, then we'll have to get the police to handle it."To begin with, he was never a patient person. The reason he was speaking so nicely was to make a good impression in front of Layla and Arthur.In the past, whenever he encountered such a situation, he wouldn't even pay it any attention and would simply have Eli take them to the police station.Whenever someone made a mistake, it was important to address
Layla said, "Even though it's soon New Year's and everyone is busy, try to be a bit more gentle! We're all elderly people here, so what's wrong with being patient?"Since you're in the service industry, you should maintain a proper attitude. If you can't even speak politely, then you shouldn't be in this line of work. I suggest you close up shop for good!"Winston squinted. That voice sounded very familiar. It seemed like Layla's voice.He quickly walked over and saw that Arthur was helping an elderly gentleman up while Layla was engaged in a debate with a young female shopkeeper."How I run my store is my business. If you want to buy something, go ahead. If not, just leave. I don't need you to tell me how to run my life!" The store owner glared at Layla while speaking with a very unfriendly tone, their voice sharp and cutting.Layla was exasperated and asked, "Don't you understand the saying that the customer is king?""What about the damn king? Just go away," the lady grumbled,
Layla said, "Look, you're really persistent, aren't you? I don't like you. Do you need me to spell it out for you?""Grandma, I want to pursue Mills. Since I want to be with Mills, I need to have everyone's approval. Right now, I'm trying hard to make everyone like me. It's part of the process that you might dislike me at first, but I can't just give up because of that. How else would I pursue Mills?" Winston said clearly.As expected of a businessman, his negotiation style was very serious and precise. Despite his gentle tone, there was still a strong sense of pressure in his eyes and demeanor.Layla moved her lips slightly. She didn't know how to get Winston to leave, so she shouted, "I don't care! Just stop bothering us here!"Winston furrowed his brows.Layla then asked Arthur to pull the cart himself.Ding! Winston's phone rang out.Arthur took the cart and quickly left with Layla.Winston stood still, watching the couple walk away, and couldn't help but sigh. The call on
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Winston finally had a moment to ask how he was doing.Arthur nodded. His demeanor toward Winston seemed a bit more gentle than before.Layla sighed. "There's too many people. Let's all slow down a bit.""Okay," Arthur said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine.""You're getting older, and a fall could be life-threatening," Layla said anxiously, holding onto Arthur's arm tightly. "Hold onto me, alright?""If I hold onto you, I'll end up pulling you down as well if I fall!" Arthur grumbled.Layla said, "I don't care. Just hold onto me.""Okay, I'll hold on to you," Arthur relented.Winston was quietly following them from behind and couldn't help but smile himself. This was pretty nice.Who wouldn't envy a relationship that stayed this loving and affectionate all the way until old age?"Should we buy some candy?" Layla said, pointing at the candy in front of them.Arthur said, "Okay."Whatever she wanted, he would agree. The two of them acted both harmo
"She's been hurt so badly, almost losing her life, yet he said she's fortunate. Clearly, he's the fortunate one! If he leaves our Mills, where else is he going to find a girl as wonderful and sweet as her?"Arthur nodded in agreement, playing along like a sidekick. "Exactly, that's what I'm saying!"He spoke a bit louder than usual, clearly aiming his words at Winston.Of course, Winston surely understood what they were thinking.He nodded. "Grandma is right. It was definitely me aiming too high. So if I get another chance, I will definitely treat Millie well.""Hmph! Men are all talk!" Layla had long seen through Winston's ways.Winston was at a loss for words.It didn't take long to reach the entrance of the supermarket.There were a lot of people present because of New Year's Day shopping.After Layla got sick once, her health had significantly worsened. Additionally, with one of her hands not working well, she appeared a bit flustered when she and Arthur entered the superm
"Dear, could you give me a hand?" Layla asked. "Oh no, why is this step so slippery?"The next day, Winston sat in his car, watching as the elderly couple came out of the Caldwell residence.Arthur held the shopping cart in his hand, and the two of them were all geared up, ready to go out shopping.Winston got out of the car. The elderly couple happened to see Winston at that moment.Arthur and Layla exchanged glances. Layla spoke up first. "Mills is not here!""I understand. I'm not looking for Mills." Winston approached and stopped in front of them. "Grandma, Mills should have mentioned it to you. I was thinking of spending the Spring Festival with you and her."Layla reacted as if she had just heard a joke, saying bluntly, "When you were married, we never saw you spend the Spring Festival with her. "Now that you two have nothing to do with each other, why are you coming to spend the Spring Festival with her? She has family; she doesn't need you to spend the Spring Festival w
Even though Winston wasn't eating, he was really good at paying and carrying things.Millie felt a strong sense of nostalgia for her own college days as she watched the university students eating.She wished she could go back to high school or maybe even college.She had seen many novels where the main female character went back to high school, and in each of these stories, she no longer loved the male lead when she returned back in time.If she went back to high school…"What are you thinking about? You're about to walk into the wall." Winston interrupted Millie's thoughts and pulled her closer to him.Millie really had almost bumped into a wall."Nothing." She smiled at Winston.Winston raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.The light from the food trucks shone on him and cast an indescribable sense of fate about him.He didn't belong here. Millie felt an increasingly strong urge to take him out of the scene immediately.Millie felt that if she went back to high school
"Hey, young lady, would you like to try some beef organs?" a vendor selling snacks asked Millie while preparing the food. "You're such a pretty girl, and your boyfriend is quite handsome too!"Millie and Winston exchanged a glance.Millie shook her head and was about to say she didn't want any.But Winston simply said, "I'll take two."Millie gave Winston a questioning look.Winston said to her, "I wasn't planning on buying it either, but she called me your boyfriend. With her having such good taste, shouldn't I buy two to show some support?"The vendor laughed heartily.Millie pressed her lips together and moved her mouth slightly. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.The vendor said, "It seems like I was right. If I had mentioned the word husband, then would you have bought out my whole car?"Winston nodded. "I'm considering it. However, I don't think she'd approve."The vendor laughed heartily and said, "You all look unfamiliar, so you probably aren't from the school