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

League 142

Kelly froze under Millie’s intense glare, which made her tremble sheepishly.

Smiling, Millie commented emotionlessly, “This store befits Ms. Norton’s status, though. Ms. Norton, I hope you frequent the store.”

Kelly’s throat tightened. What did that mean? Was she saying that Kellie only deserved to shop at an unremarkable store? That was a taunt, wasn’t it?

Snorting, Millie took back her card and left without looking back.

The rain had become heavier. The freezing raindrops pattered on her face, and she sobered up in the cold breeze.

She was feeling frustrated. Raising a hand to shield her face, she tried to run into the rain when someone held a black umbrella over her head,

She paused and turned around.

Her gaze traveled up to the umbrella. An indifferent and hardy gentleman stood there. It was Joanna’s brother, Logan.

At 26 years old, Logan was the heir of Lowell Group and a strong contender in the business world. He was good–looking, single, decisive, and had an eye for business. He doted on Joanna like she was a

anyone to bully her.

Princess, and he wouldn’t allow

Additionally, he was Winston’s college friend. The two men were equally remarkable. Millie always ran into him on campus. Post graduation, she rarely saw him around after her fallout with Joanna.

“Let’s talk,” he suggested.

She smiled at him. “If you’re here to talk about your sister, I’m afraid we have nothing to discuss.”

He flashed a faint smile at her. Since Millie was unwilling to take a seat and talk with him, he didn’t mind standing in the rain for a brief chat.

Watching the raindrops hit the pavement, he said, “Ms. Caldwell, you should let go of someone who doesn’t belong to you instead of stubbornly holding on.”

She narrowed her eyes on his face. An obstinate look flashed across her eyes. “Mr. Lowell, why don’t you tell that to Joanna?”

Meeting her eyes, he was at a loss for words.

She argued indignantly, “I was the first to fall in love with and marry Winston. Your sister Joanna is the homewrecker. Why is everyone begging me to let go of him?”

Frowning, he briefly saw his mom in Millie. Millie oddly resembled the young Harriet. Soon, he brushed off that ridiculous notion.

Turning away from her, he said solemnly, “You should let go of Winston because he isn’t in love with

you.”

“That’s ridiculous.” With that, she rushed into the rain without looking back.

Logan took a step forward, but she walked out from under his umbrella. He stared at Millie’s figure with complicated emotions.

Then, he heard a chime on his phone. It was a text from Ethan. “Logan, why aren’t you home yet? What did the police say? Any clue?”

Logan returned to his car with the umbrella. He replied, “Dad, she’s not our Lou.”

It took Ethan a while to reply. “Oh, another disappointment after having high hopes. I wonder how Louisa is doing. Is she even alive? Is she eating and living well?”

Feeling bitter, Logan cast his eyes downward. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

The Lowells kept a family secret. Joanna wasn’t Ethan and Harriet’s biological daughter. Years ago, the couple mistakenly swapped their daughter with Joanna at birth.

Over the years, they had never given up searching for their daughter.

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