When Millie turned to look, Winston was lying on the floor. His hand was holding his stomach, and his face was pale. He looked extremely unwell. Milie's heart seized. She walked over and kneeled beside him, her face etched with concern. "Winston!" she shouted.However, when she thought of how she and Winston were basically unrelated, she retracted the hand she'd extended. With Eli present, he wouldn't let anything happen to Winston. Millie looked down and shoved down her concern. She got up to leave. Eli shouted hurriedly, "Mrs. Greer!" Milli said tonelessly, "Eli, he must've drank too much wine, which triggered his gastric problems. Send him to the hospital and inform Joanna about his situation." Eli looked at Millie, slightly surprised that those words came from her mouth. In the past, whenever something happened to Winston, Millie would always be the first to appear by his side. As she was about to leave, the man's icy fingers held onto hers. "Mills," he murmure
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