She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston)

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Winston’s brows twisted into a frown. He gazed calmly at Millie as if he agreed that she was a shameless and manipulative woman.

Anger and bitterness brewed deep within Millie.

She no longer cared what Winston thought of her. Still, she felt like a fool because the latter kept questioning her. With a bitter smile, she snarled, “Why don’t we just tell your grandma about our divorce if you think I’m that despicable?”

“You wouldn’t dare!” Winston stomped forward.

He could tell from Selma’s actions that she cared a lot about Winston and Millie’s marriage. It would only cause Selma more trouble if they told her they wanted to get divorced now. Winston refused to make any mistakes before Selma’s birthday celebration.

Millie chuckled. “Why wouldn’t I dare? Winston, get one thing clear. Selma is your biological grandmother, not mine!”

She had only refrained from telling Selma about it because Selma treated her well. Millie didn’t want Selma to fall ill if she told the

latter about the divorce. It wasn’t because Millie was reluctant to

part with her rotten marriage.

“I, your ex–wife, am playing along and making your grandma happy. You should be grateful instead of questioning me! Got it?” Millie glowered at him.

When she loved Winston, it was like she was seeing things through rose–colored glasses. She would never blame him, no matter how much he hurt her. Now that she no longer loved him, she struggled to like anything about him.

Her words sparked fury in Winston, who had long gotten used to her former, more obedient self. These days, she had a more spiky

personality, which upset Winston greatly.

Winston stepped ahead, shot her a death glare, and interrogated her. “Does that mean I should thank you?”

“Shouldn’t you thank me?” Millie raised her chin to glare back at him.

After all, Winston couldn’t do anything if she wanted to be selfish and cut ties for good by telling Selma about their divorce.

Winston grabbed Millie’s grist, his gaze intensifying as he spoke with a low but firm voice. “Listen up, Millie. Drop the matter regarding our divorce for now. We’ll discuss it after Grandma’s birthday celebration. If you dare tell her about it beforehand, you’ll bear the consequences alone!”

Millie flung Winston’s hand off her, then scoffed. “Mr. Greer, why are you being so arrogant when asking me for help with something?”

Winston sneered after seeing Millie’s detached and emotionless expression. He realized that this was the real Millie; she was sharp- tongued and cruel.

Back then, he used to feel slight pity for her. Whenever Joanna got in trouble, he’d question how it was possible for someone as gentle as Millie to pull off so many schemes against Joanna. However, he realized now that executing those vile schemes was no big deal for Millie.

Winston’s eyes narrowed to slits as he stared her down. “What do you want?”

Millie faced him, thinking it was the first time she had a say between them. As for what she wanted, she voiced it straightforwardly. ” Winston, let’s go to-” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

She wanted to say, “Let’s go to the beach together for once.”

Alas, Winston’s phone rang just then.

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She recalled Winston had specifically chosen this ringtone for Joanna’s calls.

Winston raised his phone, glanced at Millie, and answered the call.

“Win, my car got hit. Please hurry over…” Joanna sobbed with a trembling voice on the other end of the call.

Concern filled Winston’s expression as he soothed her, “Don’t be afraid, Jo. Wait there for me. I’ll be right over.”

Millie’s eyes stung as she listened to their conversation.

Winston hung up before returning his attention to Millie. Then, he spoke with urgency, as if he were in a rush and only putting up with her antics so he could leave sooner. “I’ll give you whatever you

want as long as you keep Grandma happy.”

After that, he hopped into his car and left.

Millie scoffed at herself while watching him drive away. She had always wanted Winston to go to the beach with her once when she first married him. Yet, he always refused.

Now, she wanted to visit the beach to end the chapters of her youth, but her wish still seemed impossible.

Millie’s family waited for her on the couch when she returned home that night.

She obediently stood before them, awaiting their judgment.

“Grandpa, this lucky charm doesn’t work…” Millie mumbled while placing the charm on the coffee table.

That baffled Arthur. He wondered how that was possible when it

cost hi.

Layla could tell Millie failed to proceed with the divorce from the latter’s words. She stomped upstairs at once, and anyone could tell from her demeanor that she was furious.

“Grandma…” Millie felt aggrieved. She wanted to divorce Winston, but it wasn’t her fault that an accident occurred.

“Gosh, I told you she’d go soft!” Julia shook her head before leading Terrence upstairs and telling him, “Why don’t we research and see if we can have another child? We can’t seem to get through to our current one, after all!”

Millie was briefly speechless but soon snapped, “Mom, that’s out of line! How could you think that way?”

She looked ahead to Arthur, who was the last to speak. With a pout, she hugged his arm and whined, “Grandpa…”

Arthur didn’t ask why she failed to get a divorce. Instead, he asked, Have you heard the latest news? It’s got Yerwick’s citizens all over the place.”

“What?” Millie was confused.

“Everyone’s been looking for a top–quality medicinal herb called Snowdrop. They want to give a rare birthday gift to Mrs. Greer Senior.”

Millie was puzzled, thinking, “How is it that even Grandpa knows about Snowdrop? Just how many people are looking for it?”

She couldn’t understand the craze and asked, “Has everyone lost their mind? It’s nothing but a herb.”

“You’re wrong. It’s not only a herb. It’ll create a good chance for you to win over the Greer family more! I’ll let you in on a secret but shocking news,” said Arthur.

Millie’s eyes widened at him with intrigue.

“The Lowell family is the most desperate to get this herb at the moment,” he revealed.

Millie frowned in confusion. “The Four Great Families are the

Greers, the Websons, the Stringers, and the Lowells. Why would the Lowells still need a mere herb like the Snowdrop to butter up the Greers?”

“You can’t figure it out, can you, silly little girl? It’s because the Lowells have an ulterior motive!” Arthur picked up his newspaper and deliberately stalled.

Millie was getting more anxious, so she urged, “Well? Keep alking, Grandpa!”

“Sure. Give me a Snowdrop plant, and I’ll continue.” Arthur chuckled.

He knew Snowdrops was Layla’s favorite herb. It was extra valuable and rare. Few existed in the world.

Millie was speechless. Arthur was used to negotiating, so he posed another massive challenge to her.

“Okay, fine.” Millie nodded but avoided discussing the herb for now. She asked, “What does the Lowell family want?”

“The Greer and Lowell families have a barrier between them. Naturally, the Lowells want to use a Snowdrop herb to break that barrier and conveniently boost Joanna into joining the Greers. It’s obvious, you silly girl!” Arthur tapped Millie’s forehead.

Millie shut her eyes, then snapped them wide open as if she had made a giant realization.

Weren’t the Greers against letting Joanna marry into their family? If the Lowells manage to please Selma during her birthday party, they could potentially change Selma’s impression of Joanna.

Once the Greers accepted Joanna, she and Winston would undoubtedly be able to get together,

Arthur explained, “The Four Great Families had hierarchies in place. The Lowells were at the bottom of their ranks. They would increase. in rank if they and the Greer family became allies.”

Millie pursed her lips. She felt an onset of a headache at the mention of business politics.

“I bet a girl in love like yourself doesn’t understand what I’m saying, right?” Arthur dissed her.

Millie couldn’t fight back as her attention had indeed been on Winston these past few years. She had no clue the Four Great Families secretly had conflicts of interest among each other.

“The Lowells are now desperately spending money to hire people to find a Snowdrop plant. How pathetic!” Arthur joked.

Millie wondered, “Why’s Grandpa so devious all of a sudden?”

“Let’s see who’ll end up bringing a Snowdrop to the birthday party in the end!” A flicker of anticipation and amusement appeared in Arthur’s eyes.

Millie cocked a brow and chuckled. Surprisingly, even she couldn’t wait to see which family would end up with the Snowdrop plant the entire city was after.

“Millie,” Terrence suddenly called out to her from the staircase.

Millie looked up and heard him shout, “You’re going on a blind date tomorrow night!”

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