In the lounge next door, Becky softly informed, "Mr. Greer, I've seated Ms. Caldwell, as you instructed."Winston stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, fastening the buttons on his suit jacket sleeves. After that, he turned to Becky and said calmly, "If she comes again, make sure she has a seat."Becky nodded immediately. "Yes, Mr. Greer. And what about you, sir?" The table had originally been Winston's, but he had given it up for Millie."I have a reservation elsewhere. There's no need to let Millie know about this. Just make sure she's well taken care of," Winston replied before leaving the room.When he walked past Millie's private room, he glanced through the screen and saw her inside. At that moment, she was gleefully showing off to her friend."Rachel, you won't believe it! I was just about to leave when someone gave up their table for me! Guess who it was? You'll never figure it out."Winston's lips curled into a faint smile as he shook his head, amused by how something
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