Millie couldn't help but marvel at the speed of the tabloids; their movements would be captured immediately and made headlines.Frustrated, Millie texted Marvin, "Take down the gossip about me."She didn't mind reading gossip about others, but she refused to have others gossip about her personal life.Five minutes later, Marvin's reply arrived, "I tried, but they can't be deleted."Millie: "Why?"Marvin: "Someone must have paid for the news to be up. Boss, you gotta outbid that person if you want the gossip gone."Millie was speechless. Which loser paid money to keep her news up?Suddenly, she heard a dull thud outside the door. She scrambled up and opened the door to see Winston sitting on the top of the staircase. He held the handguard while propping himself up from the floor. He seemed sickly.Frowning, she asked, "Mr. Greer, are you alright?""Not really," he said in a guttural voice.Millie approached him and crouched. He rested his back against the railing and met her e
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