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

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By referring to Joanna as a guest, Selma had made it clear that she would never marry into the Greer family. In an instant, Joanna’s face fell.

Millie’s lips curled into a faint smile and continued eating with peace of mind. With Selma backing her up, there was no need for her to deal with Joanna.

“Ms. Lowell, you haven’t had dinner yet, right? Come, Join us,” Selma offered, waving at Joanna.

Joanna was somewhat surprised that Selma Invited her to join them for dinner. She wasn’t about to refuse because she wouldn’t miss any chance to win Selma’s favor, even if it meant sitting at the same table as Millie.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became tense

Millie reached for a crab leg just as Joanna did the same. She quickly retracted her hand, and the latter followed suit with an awkward smile.

Joanna glanced cautiously at Winston. It seemed like she was waiting for him to crack the crab for her.

Selma narrowed her eyes slightly and immediately saw through Joanna’s scheme.

Then, without hesitation, she placed a crab on Winston’s plate and instructed, “Win, can’t you see your wife wants crab? You should help her crack it.”

Millie looked up only to meet Winston’s eyes. She was about to say she could do it herself when Selma sarcastically added, “Mills, you need to boss him around. If you feel sorry and let him slack off, he’ll end up taking orders from other cunning women

Her remark caused Joanna to tighten her grip on the cutlery. Meanwhile, Winston’s eyes held a mix of emotions as he looked at his grandmother,

“What are you staring at? Go on! Crack the crab now. Don’t let Mills go hungry,” Selma coldly ordered.

Winston remained silent, yet he obediently did as he was told.

Millie could hardly believe her eyes. Winston was cracking the crab for her. It was something she could never have imagined before.

Meanwhile, Joanna watched the scene unfold and was overwhelmed with jealousy. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Make sure your wife has enough food. Look at how thin she is! How do you two plan to have children if she doesn’t gain some weight?” Selma questioned while glaring at Winston.

Joanna coughed softly. Was she hearing things? Were they seriously considering having children?

Millie, on the other hand, quietly ate her crab. She finally understood why Selma invited Joanna to dinner; it was clearly a calculated move, Her actions proved that wisdom and tactics came with age.

“Grandma, let’s eat,” Winston patiently reminded Selma.

But Selma paid him no heed. She then asked Joanna. “Ms. Lowell, don’t you think Millle and Winston

are extremely attractive? Their children would undoubtedly be stunning, wouldn’t you agree?”

Joanna’s face darkened further. Her smile faltered, and she couldn’t find the words to respond.

It turned out that Selma didn’t genuinely want her to join them for dinner. Instead, it was to assert her authority, making it clear that she only acknowledged Millle as her granddaughter–in–law.

Joanna’s hopes were dashed. She clenched her teeth in frustration, unable to utter a single word. Nevertheless, she continued to smile.

Taking a sip of water, Joanna collected herself. But before she could speak, she heard Selma let out a sigh.

“I can’t believe they’re just sitting there like nothing’s wrong. If a woman can’t read the room, never get far in life.”

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Joanna lowered her head, tears brimming in her eyes from the comments. She felt she had endured too much humiliation from the Greer family for Winston’s sake.

Immediately after, Joanna set down her cutlery and stood up, her voice choking with emotion as she uttered, “Mrs. Greer Senior, I know you don’t like me. In fact, I’m here today just to apologize for the fake Snowdrop.”

“There’s no need for that!” Selma sneered. “To tell you the truth, I couldn’t care less about your family’s gifts. Whether they were genuine or fake, it makes no difference to me!”

Joanna bit her lip. That remark hit her hard. It implied that even if she had presented the real Snowdrop, Selma still wouldn’t have favored her.

“Ms. Lowell, since we’re all here today, I might as well make things clear.”

Suddenly, Selma held Millie’s hand. Millie lifted her head, and everyone’s gaze fell on her.

Winston’s eyes were dark and piercing. He furrowed his brows deeply, his expression clouded with gloom.

Right then, Selma declared, “In the Greer family, there’s only one granddaughter–in–law, and that’s Millie. Joanna, you can forget about marrying into our familly!”

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