"Are you threatening me?" Natalie stood up immediately.Millie placed her hands on the table and stared at Natalie. "Did you just realize that?"Indeed, Millie was threatening her. It would be best for her to leave, as Millie was not willing to entertain her.Natalie seethed with anger and gritted her teeth. She shot a piercing glare at Millie as her hands slowly clenched by her sides. Then, she sneered. "Fine. I'll report to HR right now."Reluctantly, she decided to head to the HR department to provide her bank account number for salary deposits. With a smile, Natalie straightened her back and chose not to confront Millie at that moment. Before leaving, she even said to Millie, "We'll be working together from now on. I'll appreciate your guidance."Millie's blood boiled upon hearing her words. Natalie's intention was clearly to irritate Millie. While her instincts urged her to retaliate and beat Natalie, her better judgment reminded her that resorting to violence was not the
Natalie and the HR staff all turned their gaze toward Millie simultaneously. It was the first time the HR staff had met Millie.Millie patted the HR staff's shoulder and gave Natalie a pointed reminder. "Natalie, stop offending everyone. If you do, Damien will be left to clean up the mess."Natalie was about to retort, but Millie interrupted her, exclaiming coldly, "You're causing trouble here, and Damien has to plead with me. If you're indifferent to how inferior Damien is, then you can continue to mess around."After that, Millie tossed the contract onto the table in front of her. "Sign this contract. And if you refuse to sign it, my message remains the same—leave."She remained resolute in her reluctance to accommodate Natalie despite Damien's recent offer to treat her to a meal. His gesture was undoubtedly for Natalie's sake. However, even though he treated her, it didn't change anything. Millie knew she had to be firm when necessary, or she would risk being easily manipulate
For a brief moment, Natalie was left utterly speechless.After gazing at Natalie, Millie paused briefly before adding, "Your access to the instrument depends on your performance. If you excel, you'll be able to use it within three months."Natalie was taken aback to hear that. "Millie, I can't even be certain I'll still be here in three months!""That's great," Millie said with a smile before returning to work, ending the idle conversation with Natalie.Natalie was taken aback by her words and pondered its meaning. It was evident that Millie was deliberately provoking her. Did Millie truly believe she couldn't even work at the lab for three months?"Millie, you'll see!" Natalie shouted.Millie was indifferent and didn't want to argue with Natalie because she thought Natalie was acting childish. Luckily, there was a lot of work to be done, so Natalie didn't have time to cause any trouble.Millie discovered that despite Natalie being irritating, she was extremely dedicated when it
Millie had almost believed that Winston would actually come to pick her up from work.As the car zoomed toward the restaurant, Millie busily responded to messages along the way. The growing interest from various media outlets regarding SH2N had ignited a sense of excitement within her. They kept asking her for details on WhatsApp. It was great that someone was paying attention to this project, and Millie was enthusiastic about replying to them.Meanwhile, Natalie and Damien had a lot to talk about. Damien was friendly and had a cheerful expression. Sometimes, he'd speak a few words in Gestistanian. His voice was deep and pleasant. It reminded Millie of watching a Gestistanian drama when she was a child. It was about a serious boss and a chatty heroine. However, these two people were related, so Millie didn't see them as a couple.When they arrived at the restaurant, Millie received a call, so Damien and Natalie went in first. When Millie finished her call and was about to join t
Millie showed great respect toward Damien, a clever, resourceful, and brave businessman from Gestistan. She admired him as a valuable mentor."The food in the restaurant you suggested must be delicious." Millie smiled gently.Natalie was quite unhappy about this and remarked, "So fake."Millie acted tough in the lab, but she seemed gentle around Damien. She wondered if Millie might have developed feelings for him. This made Natalie even more upset.Damien said, "You've been so helpful, Millie. I apologize for Natalie causing you trouble, and thank you for your assistance."Natalie retorted, "Uncle Damien, I'm also very capable. Why am I always seen as a troublemaker?""I know you well, Natalie. You're fortunate to be working in the research lab," Damien remarked, gently tapping Natalie's head. Although it might have appeared as criticism, his gesture was incredibly intimate.Natalie pretended to wince and exclaimed, "Ouch!""Millie, you should eat more," Damien insisted, pushin
"Damien is a capable businessman from Gestistan." Winston intentionally mentioned Gestistan.Nicole nodded before falling silent once again.Winston felt weird, but he didn't question it. Nicole seldom shared her personal matters with their family. While she didn't have a great relationship with the Greers, she got along well with Winston. Plus, Nicole normally worked in Gestistan. This time, she returned for a vacation."Finish your meal, then bring me back to the hotel," she instructed.Winston nodded and turned his gaze back to Millie, curious about their table's topic of conversation. Suddenly, Millie's expression grew serious when Natalie joined in the conversation.Natalie held Damien's arm and said aggrievedly, "Uncle Damien, I just want to dive into the research right away. Am I wrong? Please, take a stand for me."Before Damien could say anything, Millie refused directly. "Absolutely not.""Listen to Millie, Nat," Damien said.Natalie was puzzled by Damien's trust in
All of a sudden, she noticed a subtle increase in warmth. Then, she felt the weight of something being placed on her shoulders. Millie glanced upward and saw that Winston had placed his trench coat on her.Observing Winston once more, he was dressed in a thin suit. On the chilly night, he must have been feeling the cold after removing his coat. However, Millie wasn't inclined to sympathize with him. She had no desire to endure discomfort. If someone were to offer her a coat, she would graciously accept it. She planned to return the coat to him when the cab arrived. Nonetheless, she was truly freezing. The November weather was at its worst during the morning and evening.Winston felt a brief sense of relief when Millie didn't reject him. This was a positive beginning. He said in a deep voice, "I have my car close by. I'll drive you home instead. No need to call for a cab." "No need, my cab is already on its way," Millie replied.Winston felt annoyed. "How much longer will you k
Those tricks were truly repulsive."Winston, stop wasting your time. I'll never make the same mistake to reconcile with you. Save your affection for someone else," Millie declared before removing the coat and tossing it back to Winston.She wasn't interested in his coat at all. However, she figured it was better to have something than nothing. After that, Millie quickly made her way to the front of the car and headed toward the bus stop.Before Millie could leave, he grabbed her wrist and lifted her. She felt a little unsteady, and when she looked up, she realized she was already being held by Winston.He frowned and whispered, "Millie, I'm sorry." Then, he carried her to the car.Millie fumed with frustration. "Winston, have you got any idea what respect means?"She had repeatedly warned him against it. She couldn't understand why he continuously insisted on being so domineering.He replied, "No idea. I just know I can't let you go back alone so late.""It's only a little past
"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,