"Mr. Greer, are you giving up already? I haven't even started to get serious," Kennedy teased, leaning against the net with a smirk.Winston didn't respond. Instead, he picked up his water bottle and took a sip. At the same time, he glanced at Millie, who was drenched in sweat, her face flushing.Millie couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right between Kennedy and Winston. "Since the game is over, I'm done playing." Millie then told Kennedy, "I'm going to take a shower and then head home. Mr. Sullivan, you should discuss business with my dad."Suddenly, Kennedy offered, "Let me give you a ride home."Millie was somewhat taken aback but quickly declined, "There's no need for that. Thank you, Mr. Sullivan."With that, Millie headed to the women's locker room. Before long, she had finished showering and changed into a new outfit.The top had a clever zip design. Pulling the zipper down would reveal her cleavage, while the lower part would expose a subtle design detail
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