Joanna's cheeks flushed when Millie put her in her place. She always thought it was Millie who exposed her.She even planned for the worst-case scenario, in which she would drag Millie down with her.Therefore, she was shocked to learn that Yoel was the culprit who exposed her secret. She asked Millie, "And how did Yoel Marshall learn about it?""How the fuck would I know? You love running your mouth when you're out and about. Am I supposed to clean up your mess?" Millie bellowed at Joanna, causing her to jump in shock."Winston Greer, do not turn me into a scapegoat. I'm not some despicable villain." After that, Millie tossed the envelope into Winston's arms. She waved at Joanna and Winston, who were both scowling. "Best wishes for your marriage."With that, she marched out of Joanna's room feeling cathartic, but what happened was just the beginning. She didn't bring the evidence to Sebastian immediately as she knew Winston would certainly force Sebastian to take action again
"You—" Millie cut him off with a sweet and gentle smile. "Please excuse me, Mr. Lowell. I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine."If Logan humiliated her by offering two million dollars, she would certainly retaliate in the same manner.Logan snorted. "You're something, Ms. Caldwell."She sneered. "Take the offer, Mr. Lowell. It's my act of charity."Logan stared at the check on the table with mixed feelings. For the first time, he knew how it felt to be humiliated with money. He reflected on his actions, thinking that he and Harriet had been rash.He rose from his seat. "Millie, I'll apologize to you."She stood up as well. "It's fine." Tucking a 20-dollar bill under the coffee cup, she looked at him with poise. "Consider the coffee my treat."Mr. Lowell, I have nothing to do with Joanna's incident. Don't ever accuse me baselessly."After that, she left without hesitation. She refused to accept his apology, as an apology was meaningless. She wanted him to carry th
Yoel teared up when his career was on the brink. Placing his palms together, he pleaded to Sebastian and Winston between sobs. "Dr. Lloyd, it was all my fault!"I didn't think it through. D-Don't do this to me. What will I do if I'm blacklisted in the profession?" He couldn't accept being blacklisted in the medical profession, not after the effort he put into studying hard and graduating from medical school. That would be a death blow to him.Millie's gaze was devoid of sympathy, as Yoel had always looked down on people like her. She believed he was reaping what he sowed.If he couldn't extend fairness to his colleagues, how would he treat his vulnerable patients? The mere thought sent a shudder down her spine.It finally struck her the reason behind Yoel's enthusiasm when he picked up his patient from the emergency department, as the patient worked for a military general. It appeared that Yoel wanted to forge connections and expand his network.How despicable!Sebastian glared
All eyes were on Millie, anticipating her confirmation. Winston had never looked at her with such intensity before.She speechlessly stared at everyone in the office, thinking, "Should I admit that I'm not a loser? That I indeed gave up my place in medical school to Joanna?""Say something. Why are you hesitating after what Joanna did to you?" Yoel glared at Millie fiercely. "Don't be a doormat. Joanna won't appreciate it anyway!"He continued pressuring her. "She took your place in medical school, took your man, and picked on you! Millie Caldwell, are you going to tolerate all of that?" Winston stared straight at Millie as he clenched his fist. He was waiting for a "yes"."Millie, tell us anything. Don't be scared," Sebastian calmly assured her and expressed their trust in her.She turned to Winston with a smile. She asked, "If I tell the truth, will you blame me for hurting your first love?"He was stumped. Millie looked at him with a serious expression. Finally, she admitte
Millie shot Yoel a confused frown. As he spoke, tears started flowing down his cheeks. He regarded his wealthy peers with contempt. After years of working hard to graduate from medical school, he was finally hired by Bifrost Hospital, unlike the rich kids who relied on their families to get hired.And that wasn't even the worst part. Joanna was his mentee when she first joined the hospital, but he wasn't allowed to criticize her. Not only that, she'd give him an attitude every day.Half a year passed, and Joanna picked up nothing. When his superiors did a routine inspection, they criticized him for not being a good mentor. But what could he do about it?He shook his head, thinking that this life wasn't worth living at all. "Dr. Marshall," Millie called out to him earnestly when he was about to leave. Yoel came to a halt. Sighing, he slowly took off his doctor's coat. Underneath the coat was an ordinary white tee. She watched him tidying his hair and clutching his employee ID
Millie's heart sank. She hurried over to the windows and glanced down. Yoel's blood dyed his white shirt red. Even at his death, he clutched his employee ID tightly.She suddenly understood why he had taken off his white coat. He didn't want his doctor's coat stained, as it symbolized his noble career. No one could tarnish it, including himself.She gulped and slowly clenched her fist before leaving the office. Winston hurried after her with a concerned frown.When she arrived on the first floor, the security had put up tapes to keep people away. The doctors from the emergency department showed up to help, but they shook their heads at each other when they realized Yoel was gone.Soon, someone draped a white cloth on Yoel's body.Millie, who witnessed the scene unfold, stumbled backward. She then sensed someone holding her waist. She turned and met Winston's eyes. Then, she quickly looked away and stepped aside to put a distance between them."Is that Dr. Marshall?""Goodness
Millie then signed the Acknowledgement of Risk Form.After she registered for the race, a man in a cap showed up. Standing at six feet tall, he looked cool in a black athletic outfit.He registered himself as "Shaun".The person in charge informed them, "Alright. Wait for the next round to start."Shaun stood beside Millie as she warmed up. She stole a few more glances at him. His head hung low, hiding most of his face under his cap.She noticed his tall, straight nose and sexy lips. She didn't need to see his eyes to know he was hot.When he looked up, Millie was already doing downward stretches. That was how they missed each other's glance.…Soon, it was time for the race. Millie rented a green racecar. There were four racers in this round.The track at Ambrose Street was as tough as Python Mountain's, a test for the experience and technique of the racers.The racers who completed the last round mumbled, "Wow. There's a woman.""It's been a while since I saw a female race
The two cars raced down Ambrose Street, overtaking each other occasionally. It was a very tight race.Millie had indeed shown up in anger. Hence, she drove with a ferocity. However, her techniques were a little rusty compared to years ago.The presence of the blue car excited her. This was a much more intriguing race than the one at Python Mountain, thanks to her formidable rival.The blue car once again caught up with Millie's car. According to the GPS, they would reach the finish line after the next corner.Pursing her lips, she gripped her steering wheel and shot a serious look at her rival's car. Shaun stared at her simultaneously. She peered into his dark eyes.In the next moment, he sped up to overtake her car. Eyes glimmering, she accelerated as well.The race reached a climax as the racers reached the finish line. The two cars dashed through the line almost at the same time amidst the applause of onlookers."Who won?""Damn it! They crossed the line at the same time, it
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