Millie paused, her gaze locking with Logan's.
At that moment, Joanna whispered, "Let Millie in, Logan."
Logan instructed Millie coldly, "Be nice to Joanna."
Millie chuckled. "Mr. Lowell, when have I ever been rude to your sister?"
Moreover, it was well-known that Joanna was the pride of the Lowell family, and her two brothers cherished her deeply. If Millie bullied Joanna in front of Logan, wouldn't that be inviting trouble?
She wasn't foolish enough to make such a mistake.
Logan stopped responding to Millie and led her into the ward.
In the ward, Joanna lay weakly, receiving an IV drip. She looked pale. As Millie entered, Joanna's eyes widened in disbelief.
Millie was dressed in a white coat with a light green shirt underneath and black trousers. As she put her hands in her pockets, she gazed quietly at Joanna.
Joanna's lips quivered as her hand, connected to the IV, trembled unconsciously. She gazed up and down at Millie, her eyes filled with disbelief and panic.
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