Winston was about to explain further, but Selma came rushing into the ward. "What happened? Why didn't you inform me about the incident? I only found out through the news. Are you injured?"Selma was a bit flustered, with sweat on her forehead.Gloria frowned as she looked at Winston, wondering what he was going to say."Gloria, you didn't even tell me Win was injured. You should have let me know." Selma nudged Gloria's arm.Gloria was abruptly pulled back to reality. She replied apologetically, "Mom, I'm afraid it'll make you worry.""Is he okay?" Selma pointed at Winston, her tone even more flustered, as if she had something else to attend to.Gloria nodded. "He's totally fine.""Then I'll go see Millie," she said as she turned.Winston frowned. "Whose grandmother are you?"Selma glared at him. "I'm Millie's grandmother, your step-grandmother. You're just an ungrateful grandson."Winston was rendered speechless.Gloria chuckled and shook her head as she watched Selma leave
It was already 11:00 pm when Millie finished eating pierogies. Afterward, she received a text from Marvin. "I've discovered that Joanna was not the person who kidnapped you. Boss, guess who it could be."Millie replied, "Cut the crap."She couldn't believe he was still keeping her in suspense at this moment.Marvin immediately texted back, "Harriet, Joanna's mother."Upon reading the message, Millie tightened her grip on her phone. She was surprised it was Harriet. Despite Harriet's somewhat sharp and arrogant demeanor, she wasn't a malicious person by nature. It was hard to believe that she would ever try to commit murder.Marvin texted again, "Boss, Harriet's having dinner at the Galaxy Restaurant tonight. She's leaving soon. You…"After reading his message, Millie immediately understood Marvin's intention. "Wait for me."Harriet was so cruel to hang her on the chair. She had to make Harriet experience this kind of suffering as well.Harriet and her friends came out of Gala
"You said it in the car just now." Harriet was so scared. She didn't even dare to even open her eyes and glance down from the building. When she finally braved a look, she immediately shut her eyes again, her lips forming the words. "Didn't you say that you won't force me? How can you lie? Oh, Millie! My heart is weak. Please, don't do this to me!" She began to talk more gently, clearly seeking peace. Millie silently observed her, attentively noting every gesture, as if she saw herself in Harriet's position just a day ago. Did Harriet know the sensation of awakening to find oneself bound or suspended in midair? Harriet's life was important, but weren't other people's lives equally significant? In her moment of fear, did she ever think that Millie had also experienced that fear? Millie felt no sympathy toward her and saw nothing wrong with her own actions. She just wanted to be a bad person like Harriet. Instead of feeling conflicted inside, it was better to seek revenge on ot
Harriet desperately hoped her family would soon realize she was missing. Little did she know, Millie had planned everything well. Marvin had ingeniously texted Ethan from Harriet's phone. He mimicked her tone, explaining that she had plans with friends for the evening and wouldn't be back. Therefore, Harriet had to endure hanging there for ten hours.Millie stood by the car, observing Harriet swaying in the tall building. For some unknown reason, she felt uneasy. Marvin came after her and noticed that she was gazing upwards. He looked in the same direction and saw Harriet's small figure. Then, he heard Millie let out a sigh. He asked, "Why are you sighing?"Millie frowned. "It's weird."Marvin was perplexed. "What's weird?"She placed her hand on her chest and felt a pang of guilt. Could it be because Harriet was old?"Boss, are you getting soft? Don't forget how she treated you." Marvin signaled Millie to snap out of it.Millie reflected on the few hours she had spent on top
Winston approached Millie, his eyes filled with a complex expression as he watched her eating an apple. Millie lifted her gaze and locked eyes with his intense stare.Winston moved closer, gently resting one hand on the back of the sofa. "I saw it."Millie hesitated for a moment before turning her gaze toward Winston. "What did you see?"His eyes gleamed with a hint of danger as he chuckled. Millie's gaze lingered on his eyes, then slowly drifted down to the tip of his nose and lips. He replied in a hoarse voice, "Abandoned building, Harriet, and you."Millie looked up at him. With a relaxed smile, she teasingly asked, "Oh? So what? Go call the police."Winston narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Millie's composed expression. He smirked. "Ms. Caldwell, you never cease to surprise me.""I have many aspects you don't know about. I've been feeling suffocated in our marriage." Millie smiled and opened up to him.After that, she asked again, "Why don't you inform Joanna that her m
Millie was wearing all black that day, exuding an authoritative presence. She looked like a gang leader.When the conference room door was pushed open, she saw the man who had kidnapped her the previous day."Go in. The person who wants to see you is here." He was pushed in.Millie and him exchanged glances. Just yesterday, he was overflowing with vigor and arrogance. However, overnight, he appeared drained."People really do look different around here," Millie said, closely observing him. Then, she pointed at the chair in front of her, gesturing to him to take a seat."Why have you come to see me?" Michael was stubborn, refusing to sit."To have a chat with you," she replied with a smile."Chat? Look at how smug you're being!" Michael snorted. He had a strong personality and was a skilled killer. Unfortunately, he encountered Millie."Only one of us is destined to survive, and since I'm the one alive, why can't I smile?" Her smile grew even more captivating.Michael glared at
Michael laughed immediately, his hearty and slightly harsh laughter filling the room. He scanned Millie from head to toe, his eyes filled with skepticism. "You?" he sarcastically asked.Millie replied, "Yeah, me."He angrily exclaimed, "Are you out of your mind pretending to be M?"He would rather die than work for her. If he told his friends about this, they would definitely make a joke out of him.Millie was highly amused by his reaction. She stood up and said calmly, "Whether you believe it or not is entirely your choice. I have only one question for you. Do you want to leave this place?"Michael was confused and pondered over the meaning of her words."I'll set you free, and you work for me. What do you think?" Millie smiled, seeming more compliant. At that moment, she really didn't look like M, who had a secret base.Michael remained silent, carefully observing her expression. He wondered if she was out of her mind or if he was simply dumbfounded. He wondered if Millie was
At this moment, Michael was completely different from the person who had just questioned Millie's identity.He deeply regretted his actions as his eyes turned red. "Ms. Caldwell, I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted you."Millie didn't care and casually waved her hand. "There's no need for all this." It was completely pointless.Michael struggled to speak, consumed by remorse. "I can't believe I actually kidnapped M, and I almost…"However, Millie praised him, "I think you're very capable."Michael was too afraid to speak further. He preferred it if the person who received the compliment wasn't him but someone else."So will you work for me?" Millie asked. She tilted her head and crossed her arms, looking stunning.Previously, he always believed that working for a woman from a prominent family was shameful. However, if she happened to be an M, he wouldn't be just willing but extremely eager to work for her.Marvin pursed his lips, observing in silence. He eventually shook his
The car was parked in front of the Caldwell residence. Eli took out the items and silently handed them to Winston. He wanted to see if Winston could help escort the two elderly people to the door."No need to accompany me any further. Let's leave it here," Layla insisted, maintaining her refusal.She always maintained a sense of propriety, even in how she addressed Winston.Winston found Layla harder to impress than Millie."Grandma, let me help you take it inside. It's not far. I'll just go in and come right out. I won't stay long," Winston said with a smile.Layla was about to speak. Arthur nudged her arm, suggesting she let it go, as she had been bothered enough already.Layla remained silent for a moment before nodding.Winston was given permission, and he immediately followed the two elderly people into the Caldwell residence with the items.Eli sighed and couldn't help but take a video of Winston, feeling really humbled.It was really hard to believe this was Winston.W
"The shop shutting down for rectifications is necessary. If she keeps up this attitude, there's no point in having the store here. You all should remove her from this place," Layla said, intending to rid Clara of a job.When Clara heard it, her face turned pale. However, she didn't dare to speak at the moment, fearing that the more she said, the more mistakes she might make.These people all seemed to be important figures!"Alright!" Bernard clapped his hands and agreed, "Professor Cadmore, we agree. If she doesn't give the proper compensation, we will definitely fire her!"Arthur supported Layla and gently patted her back, gesturing for her to calm down and not be upset anymore.Layla had finally started to calm down a bit. She had actually become much more mellow with her temper. In the past, whether in the lab or outside, she was always decisive and assertive.This was also why Arthur had been obedient all these years. He would always go along with her."Hurry up, apologize t
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