"Kennedy, get straight to the point and stop beating around the bush." Winston became impatient.The cold wind swept through the city, enveloping it in darkness. As the freighter floated along the shore, cries of despair echoed among the people who lay on the ground.Winston witnessed Kennedy leaving and waving at him in silence. Eli intervened and stopped Winston from running after Kennedy. He warned, "Mr. Greer, don't be fooled by Kennedy. His words may be deceptive. I'll arrange for someone to protect Ms. Caldwell."Winston frowned as he looked at Kennedy, feeling a mix of emotions. Then, Kennedy turned and gave him a strange smile before gradually disappearing from view.Eli advised seriously, "Mr. Greer, don't get distracted by him. Stay focused. We can't afford to release this batch of cargo.""Did you hear what he said?" Winston asked.Eli nodded to show that he did."He has something important to tell me," Winston said with certainty. It might be related to Millie. Fur
Millie was heartbroken as she looked through the photos of her and Winston's life throughout the years. The pain intensified as she reflected on the divorce certificate she had received earlier that day. She felt even more powerless.She randomly clicked on a photo, and it was one she secretly took of Winston. In the high school photos, they appeared genuinely casual and seemed to share a close relationship. It was evident from the photos that Millie often looked at Winston, and reciprocally, he would also look at her.However, when they went to university and she followed Winston's path, his attitude toward her changed significantly. The previous playful and relaxed look turned into a cold and hostile expression when he looked at her.Millie was irritated, and she closed the photo folder. She then deleted all the photos without hesitation. As the computer screen cleared, it felt as though she had erased every single memory of Winston from her mind.Millie lay on the table and
"What? You're resigning?" Lainey was confused when Millie handed her a resignation letter.Vanessa was getting ready to share an update on her work when she saw Millie quitting. She was shocked as well because she believed things were going smoothly. She couldn't grasp why Millie had made a sudden decision to leave.Millie was determined. "Yes, Dr. Quinn. I'm resigning."Lainey looked concerned as she read through Millie's resignation, feeling a mix of emotions. Millie didn't give a specific reason for her resignation. It seemed as though she simply didn't want to work at the hospital anymore.Lainey asked again, "Have you thought it through?"Millie nodded again. Lainey remained silent. Millie was hoping for Lainey's approval. Meanwhile, Vanessa frowned and seemed unwell. Millie looked at Vanessa, who frowned and then walked out.Lainey asked Millie to leave the office first, as she still needed to speak to Sebastian about the issue. Millie then followed Vanessa.Vanessa st
Millie was utterly speechless. She wasn't sad at all about divorcing Winston. If she had been sad, she wouldn't have gone through with the divorce. The fact that it had reached this point meant that she had truly moved on."Mills, do you intend to stay abroad all year round, or do you plan to take a break for a few months and then come back?" Julia was concerned.Millie replied seriously, "I'll remain abroad all year long."Hearing the news, Julia collapsed onto the couch."Mom…" Millie stepped forward.Julia stared at Millie, her eyes welling up with tears. "You've only been back home for a few months, and now you want to leave us behind and go abroad? Millie, that's incredibly selfish of you!"Then, Julia quietly wiped away her tears and went upstairs.Millie felt sad when she looked at her. Julia's words made her realize that she had indeed become increasingly selfish over time. She lowered her head."Let's discuss it again after the cruise party." Millie eventually relented
Millie fell into a brief silence, trying to recall his name. After a quick search on her phone, she found the code name. Looking up, she calmly uttered, "K."The receptionist quickly glanced at Millie, nodded, and reached for the phone to place a call.A relaxed and laid-back male voice sounded behind Millie. "That's me."Millie immediately turned and saw a man in a black and green racing suit with a black helmet. She couldn't see his face, but his voice sounded familiar.Under the helmet, K gazed at Millie intently. A smile illuminated his face as he spotted her disguise. She was truly remarkable. On the other hand, Winston was utterly oblivious. He foolishly chose to dump Millie for Joanna."I'm K." He held out his hand toward Millie with a touch of pleasure in his tone.For a long time, he had been asking Millie out, and he finally succeeded this time. However, it wasn't because she was Millie, but because she was Seven. His passion for racing ignited when he witnessed her a
"I saw a woman get in the car just now. Is she the same woman who won at Ambrose Street last time?" one of the spectators asked."Stop talking and focus on the race!"Millie's car was speeding along, maintaining a steady pace. On the other hand, Kennedy chose not to accelerate; rather, he trailed closely behind her car. He intended to witness Millie's turn around the corner firsthand. It was to further confirm her true identity as Seven.Millie sensed their suspicions about her identity. This time, she decided not to speed up when turning at the road. She glanced back with a smile, aware of Kennedy's watchful eyes. Hence, she purposely opted for a different strategy, emulating the tactics of other racers. While turning, she subtly increased her speed and showcased her drifting skills. The tires made a mark on the ground, showering sparks that highlighted the tire logo. Upon seeing this, the audience immediately cheered. Meanwhile, Kennedy was taken aback by her sudden change i
"We have the potential to become very close," Kennedy replied.Millie was amused. "But I'd rather keep a bit of distance between us.""Millie," he abruptly called out, making Millie even more uneasy. Despite her disguise, he was still convinced that she was Millie and Seven. What kind of person was he? What did he want by approaching her?"I'm not Millie." She still intended to hide her true identity.With a smile, he cracked open a can of beer and took a long sip. He replied sternly, "Hmm. You're not Millie."His words made her uneasy. Thus, she decided to go for another round. Since she was already there, she might as well enjoy herself. She asked, "Another round?"He shrugged and didn't expect her to race again. "I've been drinking."She sneered as she waved and left to join another race.As Kennedy sipped his drink, his gaze was fixed on Millie's race. It was clear that she had no recollection of him, but he could never erase from his memory the moment they first encounte
Millie removed her makeup on the way back. She didn't expect to be recognized so late."You must be Millie Caldwell, the one who Winston Greer dumped!" He suddenly laughed loudly.Millie was upset at his words. She sneered, "How can you be so sure that it was Winston who broke up with me and not the other way around?"He replied confidently, "Women are simply men's companions. Do you truly believe that a man of Winston's status will love you for many years?"He continued to talk, appearing quite sober, "Even though he loves Joanna now, he might fall for Josie and Josephine in the future. Do you understand?" However, Millie had no interest in engaging in idle conversation with him. They were complete strangers, and he was clearly drunk. She firmly pushed him aside."Hey! Do you want to have a one-night stand?" he suddenly asked with a smile.Millie chuckled. She looked at the bearded man with disdain, as if mocking him for being unworthy.He felt humiliated by the way Millie lo
Soon, it was New Year's Eve. Yerwick City didn't have a ban on fireworks, so the neighborhood had been lively since early in the day.Arthur wanted to hang some lights to bring more festive spirit into the house. However, when he looked at the high places where he needed to hang them, he felt like he just couldn't manage it.Just as Thomas and Everly arrived outside the door, he called out to them, "Hurry and hang up these lights.""Oh dear, be careful not to fall at this age." Thomas quickly took the string of lights from Arthur's hands.Arthur replied, "I was just waiting for you all!"Everly joked, "Grandpa, are you upset that we arrived late?""Hmph! You weren't early enough. Millie hasn't even shown up yet!"But as soon as he finished speaking, Millie walked in holding some things. "Grandpa, I heard you talking about me from far away, and I've sneezed several times because of it," she said with a slight smile, her voice bright and cheerful.The group turned their attention
At that moment, a cold snort came from the staircase.Arthur looked up. Wasn't that Layla standing there?Layla walked downstairs, her tone sounding incredulous as she said, "Is this guy really willing to go to such lengths to get what he wants? He even had the nerve to say something like that?""When pursuing someone you like, there's nothing you wouldn't do, no matter how embarrassing. Back when I was trying to win you over, didn't I wait for you outside your house every day?" The thought brought Arthur a sense of sorrow.The Cadmores were a medical family, and Arthur was a businessman. Even though he also made a fortune in the medical field, the Cadmore family wasn't willing for the two of them to be together. They just wanted Layla to marry someone who was also studying medicine.Believe it or not, back then, there really was another medical student as her suitor. The Cadmore family liked them, and outsiders also thought they were a good match.In the end, the persistent suit
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