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Gideon chugged the glass of vodka before Millie could finish. Smiling at her, he asked, "Have I proven my sincerity?"Arching an eyebrow, she smiled. "You have. I appreciate that, Mr. Anderson. I'll take a drink!" She raised her glass and gracefully downed the contents.Millie was no stranger to drinking culture. Besides, she wouldn't want to humiliate Thomas at a dinner he hosted.She was never a sore loser. She wouldn't foolishly cause a scene over something as insignificant as drinking and upset everyone.Thomas reminded Gideon, "Mr. Anderson, we have to talk business later. You should pace yourself."Gideon waved at him. "I know my limits."Millie also shot Thomas a reassuring look. Just like Gideon, she knew her limits."Good." Thomas nodded and cast a worried look at her."Mr. Anderson, what's your role in this project?" Millie enthusiastically engaged Gideon in conversation, and he chatted nonstop with her.During the conversation, they had a few more drinks. Most of th

Another man emerged from the restroom. He froze as soon as he noticed Millie, wondering if he had entered the wrong place.Millie gulped and turned to leave. However, Winston hooked his arm around hers. He fixed his eyes on Millie, his gaze either intense or chillingly stern. She frowned while signaling for him to let go with her eyes. But Winston paid no heed. It seemed like he had no intention of releasing her. Right then, a man in his 20s staggered in and bumped into Millie's shoulder. The momentum caused her to collide with Winston. With a subtle retract of his arm, Winston pulled Millie into his embrace.While holding her close, they heard someone behind them exclaim, "Why is this woman in the men's restroom?"The man stumbled toward Millie as he spoke. He then reached out to grab her shoulder and intended to drag her out. Winston's expression shifted slightly. He frowned before pulling Millie backward, leaving the man's hand grasping thin air. "My apologies. She ma

"Are you concerned about who's been mistreating me, worried if I've been wrong, or… do you care about me?" Millie's voice trailed off, her last words barely audible. It was as if the wind had swept them away.Winston fell silent for a moment. Millie smiled wryly. She knew that asking that would only hurt herself. So, she calmly gave herself an out. "I get it, Mr. Greer. You're just looking out for me as an ex-husband."The elevator doors opened. After stepping in, Millie looked at Winston standing outside and realized she couldn't cross the boundary anymore. Their relationship could only end here. "Mr. Greer, are you coming?" she asked with a polite smile, as if she were speaking to a stranger.In fact, Winston's dinner wasn't over yet. He glanced at his watch. Seeing that it was almost time, he believed Eli could handle the rest.But when Millie saw him checking the time, she assumed he wasn't coming. Hence, she pressed the button to close the door.Just as they were about to

Coincidentally, the person turned and saw Millie as well. Both of their faces lit up with recognition. At that moment, Millie could tell he was headed her way."Millie, what a surprise to find you here! Are you alone?" Jake cheerfully asked as he scanned the surroundings. Millie pursed her lips, appearing somewhat helpless. She couldn't believe she would bump into an acquaintance at a club. Yerwick was truly a small city. "I'm here with Rachel," Millie said, pointing toward her friend sitting at a booth.Jake looked over to the booth. There, Rachel was engrossed in her phone. Despite the crowded club, her delicate figure was enough to catch anyone's eye. Rachel possessed a charisma that others couldn't mimic.Jake raised an eyebrow as he said casually, "Well, I'm here alone. Winston didn't come."Millie hadn't expected him to say that out of the blue. "I know he isn't here. He went to Lowell Manor," she replied indifferently.Though the clamor of the club almost drowned out

Millie frowned, her delicate features contorting in distress. "Millie, you've had too much to drink," the man remarked. His voice was clear, yet it carried a hint of nonchalance.Millie was in a daze. She looked up and attempted to discern the man's face. But her smudged makeup, fallen lashes, and the dim lighting made it impossible to see clearly.Everything was blurry. Just like his feelings for her, they had never been clear.A mix of emotions crossed Winston's face as he looked at the dark circles under Millie's eyes. How had she ended up in such a state?"Let me take you home," Winston said. He then grabbed her wrist and intended to lead her out of the dance floor. But Millie pushed his hand away, shaking her head. "No! I'm not done yet!""You've had too much to drink!" Winston chided with a scowl. At last, his voice carried a hint of emotion."I haven't! I'm perfectly sober!" Millie bellowed.Upon hearing those words, Winston's expression turned cold. He watched as Mil