Winston stood at the hall's entrance, where reporters eagerly awaited Millie's arrival. Her recent takeover of Layla's position had thrust her into the spotlight.On top of that, the drama between her and Winston only fueled the public's interest. As a result, everyone was eager to hear her side of the story.As Winston gazed silently into the distance, his anticipation matched that of the media waiting for Millie. He checked his phone several times, realizing it was still early. The exhibition had no strict start time, so Millie could arrive whenever she pleased. However, the evening's celebration had a fixed schedule, and she needed to be punctual.While Winston was lost in thought, he heard a hesitant voice behind him. "Win…"He turned to see Joanna standing there. Despite her elegant attire, she appeared visibly exhausted, a stark contrast to her usual self.Winston didn't respond, his gaze still fixed outside. Joanna felt wounded by his indifference. Then, she slowly said
"Wow! Ms. Caldwell is really glowing after her divorce!" someone exclaimed."Who would have thought? Divorce truly works wonders for your looks!" Winston narrowed his eyes, and as he looked up, he saw Millie.She wore a white dress paired with a black coat and held a stunning bouquet of blue flowers. Her makeup was exquisitely done, giving her a poised and elegant look.When reporters called her name, she responded with a friendly nod and an ever-present smile.Sean approached and greeted her, "Millie."Millie's gaze immediately landed on him. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she called out, "Sean."With that, she walked over and handed him the bouquet. "These are for you. Wishing you success with your exhibit."Sean felt deeply touched. Among the crowd at the exhibition, Millie was the first to give him flowers. It truly highlighted the thoughtfulness that women often have."Why are you late?" Sean asked.Millie replied with a straight face, "It's not that I was late. T
Without so much as a glance at Joanna and Logan, Winston made his way into the exhibition hall.Joanna leaped to her feet as soon as she saw that, while Logan let out a deep sigh. He then reached out to support her, but when he noticed her intention to chase after Winston, he pulled her back sharply."Joanna, you might be willing to embarrass yourself, but our family's reputation is on the line!" Logan snapped."Logan, I'm ready to give up everything for Win. If you think I'm making a fool of myself, then I'll just leave the Lowell family!"Her words had barely left her lips when a loud smack cut through the air. In an instant, the room fell into a stunned silence.Joanna turned slightly, shock flashing across her face as her eyes widened in disbelief. With one hand on her cheek, she stared at Logan. Had he really just slapped her?She couldn't believe it. Logan had always doted on her since they were kids. How could he have struck her? Her tears fell immediately, their sting a
Joanna was in a really concerning state. Her eyes were distant, and each time she looked over, her face showed nothing but exhaustion. As her older brother, Logan felt sorry for her. "Logan, I don't want to go abroad. I just want to be near Win, even if it's just being able to catch a glimpse of him from afar," Joanna said softly. She looked at Logan pitifully, and her demeanor seemed to calm a little.Logan decided not to press the issue further and remained quiet. But inwardly, he resolved to take her to see more doctors. Her condition was genuinely worrisome."Let's go in and check out the jewelry. I'll buy you anything you like." Logan took Joanna's hand as he spoke. Then, they entered the venue. It felt just like old times, with Logan always holding Joanna's hand. She glanced at his profile and felt a wave of relief. "Thank you, Logan," she whispered.Logan looked at Joanna, his eyes reflecting a mix of emotions he couldn't quite put into words. She clutched his hand ti
Millie cast a cold look at Ruby. But Ruby was right. She was indeed an outsider to the industry."Aren't your designs meant to be judged by the customers? Sure, I'm an outsider, but speaking from a customer's perspective, this design seems rather dull and unremarkable." Millie spread her hands as she spoke, unbothered and unapologetic.Ruby's face fell at the remark. Was her design really that disappointing in Millie's eyes? Did it have no value whatsoever?Millie didn't mean to be entirely negative. Even though she'd criticized Ruby's design, she still found something to praise. "However, you have good attention to detail, and the diamond you chose is quite elegant."She then offered a smile. The choice of materials was refined, and the details were meticulously crafted. However, the overall design lacked impact.Ruby's lips parted slightly. For a moment, she struggled to find the right words. Meanwhile, Sean gave her a warning glance. It was as if he were daring Ruby to cont
"Is it Mr. Greer?" Logan asked the staff member, who nodded slightly. They then acted as though they hadn't said anything and hurried off. Meanwhile, Joanna stared at Winston. As she put the pieces together, her heart sank. Winston had bought a woman's necklace—a butterfly one, no less. This had to be for Millie. So, the butterfly necklace he won at the auction abroad was likely for her too.With that in mind, she let out a wry chuckle.Logan thought it over carefully. Seeing how much Joanna loved the necklace, he decided to approach Winston. Maybe Winston would be willing to give it up. It was just a matter of asking, and if it made Joanna happy, it would be worth it.Just as he was about to make his way over, Joanna stopped him. She shook her head lightly and said, "Forget it, Logan."She knew Winston would never agree to part with the necklace if it were meant for Millie."Let me try, okay?" Logan gently patted Joanna's head. He sincerely wanted her to be happy. Hence,
Suddenly, Sean's voice reached Millie's ears. "Care to join me for the celebratory dinner this evening?"Millie turned to see Sean smiling at her, his eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. For a moment, she found herself mesmerized by his gaze.Each man she had met recently left a different impression on her, each with their own unique characteristics. But Sean was different. He exuded a genuine sincerity, much like someone fresh out of university, still untouched by the cynicism of the corporate world.She would want to take him at his word if he claimed he was interested in her."Why are you staring at me like that?" Sean asked as he moved closer and leaned in to meet her eyes. Millie turned her head slightly, avoiding his penetrating gaze. Sean had beautiful eyes. Yet, looking at him brought back memories of Winston from her university days.Back then, Winston was the golden boy, and he often looked at her with the same intense gaze. She had genuinely believed that those looks we
Another man chimed in, "Are you seriously thinking of marrying a divorcee? Your father will be furious if he hears about this!""You need to come to your senses and stop being foolish! She's Winston's ex-wife!"In just a few sentences, the older men kept stressing that Millie was Winston's ex-wife, and Sean found it infuriating."Gentlemen, she has a name. It's Millie, not 'Winston's ex-wife.'" Sean felt compelled to speak up for Millie.The men exchanged glances, while Sean continued, "Millie is remarkable. She's a skilled doctor who carries herself with grace and is currently the head of a research lab. There's really nothing about her that deserves your scorn."Before you judge her, maybe you should take a good look at your own children. Their indulgent, reckless behavior is what you should really be ashamed of."The older men looked even more displeased as soon as Sean finished speaking. "We're only looking out for you!" one of them snapped. "How could you… Ugh!""If your
"Is this… a painting by Quentin Scott?" Layla asked, a bit incredulous.The Caldwell family held quite a respectable reputation in Yerwick City. Coupled with Layla's status, she was certainly not lacking in esteem.She wanted to buy this painting and had been trying to purchase it for over a year, but she still wasn't able to get it.The moment Winston nodded, she once again sensed the disparity between the Caldwell family and the Greer family.Although they didn't disagree that Winston wronged Millie, the truth was that they did have a good sense in their choices."Grandma, this is a painting by Quentin Scott. I bought it directly from Quentin Scott's assistant myself. It's absolutely genuine." Winston nodded, his demeanor gentle and well-mannered.Layla had thought Winston might give her something she liked, but she never expected that he would actually give her the painting "Where Mountains Meet the Sea" by Quentin Scott!Layla couldn't help but stand up and approach Winston.
Winston had already decided to humble himself completely to make sure his wife remained happy."Go on in," Thomas finally said.Millie and Winston went inside, where Everly was crouching next to Arthur, working on the lights with him.Winston put down the gifts he brought and asked, "Can I help with anything?""Ah, Winston, you're here. Come on in and warm up a bit." Arthur smiled and didn't say anything more.Millie nodded, indicating that Winston should go in first.Thomas and Everly stayed outside working on the lights while Millie, Winston, and Arthur went inside the house.In the living room, Layla was eating chips and watching TV. When she saw that Winston had arrived, she remained expressionless.Millie glanced cautiously at her grandmother with a gentle expression."Grandpa, I brought some good coffee beans." Winston placed a gift box on the coffee table.Arthur chuckled and said, "You didn't need to bring any gifts. You already brought plenty last time."The last gi
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,