Semua Bab She's Out of Your League Now: Bab 41 - Bab 50

"What are you talking about? Millie has to come!" Winston raised his gaze and stared past the sofa to empty walls. He thought of what Millie said. She pleaded, "Winston, stop seeking me out." Winston looked down and steeled himself before saying, "A few problems have surfaced between Millie and me. So, we're planning to get a divorce!" Selma froze for a second before scolding him, "You ungrateful child, you, you—" Winston remained silent, ready for her scolding. However, the line had suddenly gone quiet. He frowned and called her name. Silence continued. Winston's heart sank to his stomach. He stood up hurriedly and called Gloria. He said, "Mom, go see whether something happened to Grandma!" …The next day, Selma lay on the bed of her private ward, her face pale. The doctor, Drake Hugh, examined her. Then, he reminded them, "Mrs. Greer Senior is not doing well. As her family, you shouldn't aggravate her." Gloria's face was filled with concern. Upon hearing his w

There was nothing but silence in the corridor for a long time. Millie looked down when he remained quiet. Winston couldn't see her face. However, he could hear her ask softly, "Are you terrified that I'll use Grandma to force you to stay together?" Winston's pupils contracted. Just as he was about to explain, he heard Selma's voice from inside the room. She said, "Mills." Millie looked in and said, "Grandma is awake." Once she finished, she walked around Winston and entered the room. Gloria was helping her up. Selma laid against the headboard and looked at Millie. She felt sad. Winston followed Millie closely. When they appeared together, Selma felt displeased. In the end, had they come to this step? Did they have to get a divorce? Millie sat by the bed and helped Selma comb her hair. She said gently, "Grandma, are you alright now?" Selma grabbed Millie's hand and asked pitifully, "Mills, did you forget my birthday?" She smiled immediately and said, "Grandma,

After Millie left, Joanna immediately pulled her phone out. She called a man's number and questioned, "Have you found the Snowdrop? Who has acquired it?" The man on the phone said helplessly, "Ms. Lowell, I've tried my best. I could find nothing on the Snowdrop!" He also wanted to know. The Snowdrop hadn't even appeared. How had it been acquired? Who had taken it? This person was too powerful! "You're useless!" Joanna stomped her foot in anger. She frowned and asked, "Find me a solution! How can we find the Snowdrop?" Selma's birthday was coming. She'd leaked the news, but the Snowdrop was nowhere to be found! If she didn't get it, wouldn't she be laughed at by everyone? How would Winston think of her then? How would he see the Lowell family? "Ms. Lowell, I have an idea. Why don't we make an order in the black market?" Joanna bit her lip. Engaging with M seemed to be the only way! She'd paid attention to M before. He was an impressive man! For a while, Joanna wa

When Joanna pushed the door to Room 999 open, there was no one inside. Her bodyguard asked, "Miss, is M a reliable man?" She glared at the bodyguard and said, "Of course he is!" This was the man who could help her find the Snowdrop. Whoever said he was unreliable, she'd be the first to call them out. Joanna sat on the couch and took her phone. She messaged Winston excitedly. "Win, I've found the Snowdrop without your help!" After she finished, Joanna switched off her phone and waited excitedly. At eight, Joanna stood up and got ready to welcome M. He seldom showed his face in public. Wasn't it her pride and joy to meet him? Joanna smiled and paced. Time trickled by. However, she didn't see M even though it was past eight. "Miss, hasn't M come?" Joanna bit her lip. She was feeling nervous as well. However, for the Snowdrop, she mumbled, "Perhaps he's too busy. Let's wait a while longer." The bodyguard nodded and went out. Joanna thought for a moment and picke

It was raining cats and dogs when Millie stepped out of the bar.A sense of foreboding hung in the air, with occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the sky while the thunder remained silent.There was something peculiar about her. Millie liked gloomy days, especially when she could watch shows and indulge in snacks while the rain pattered outside. It brought a sense of tranquility.However, she was terrified of thunder. Ever since she fell into the ocean, she developed a fear of thunder. The noise would strike a chord of dread within her. It was as if something exploded next to her ear.Just as Millie was about to get into the car, she spotted a black Maybach parked nearby. The door swung open, and a man in a suit hurriedly stepped out with an umbrella to pick Joanna up.Millie narrowed her eyes as she stared at the man, her gaze darkening. The most esteemed figure in Yerwick City, regarded as a legend, braved the pouring rain in the wee hours of the morning just to pi