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League 171
League 171
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Millie was in euch discomfort that the couldn’t be bothered with him for a moment. kept falling into her face, thoroughly imitating er Before long, she found herself losing her
“Damn it! I’m going to cut you off tomorrow!”
Winston inexplicably chuckled at her antics as he observed her. He sighed before approaching her.
Then, he gathered her hair away from her face and patiently held it. Millie looked up with reddened eyes.
“Even the most unremarkable person can become someone exceptional. You’d make a perfect gigolo,” Millie praised Winston.
Winston’s heart thudded with exasperation. What did she mean by that?
“Keep quiet and puke!” He lightly tapped Millie’s head
Yet, she sighed and continued, “If my husband were just a bit more like you, my life would be better. Maybe I should find a way to send him off to be a gigolo, too.”
Winston didn’t respond.
“But if he were to become a gigolo, you’d be out of business,” Millie added. She was confident in Winston’s good looks.
When she rose, Winston retracted his hand and handed her a bottle of water. She had a lot to say when she was drunk How annoying!
After rinsing her mouth, Millie looked up. For one second, she thought she saw Winston’s
face
She frowned and asked inwardly, “Winston?”
But no, it couldn’t be him. He should be at Lowell Manor now.
If he was having a good time with them, he might have had a few drinks and ended up in bed with Joanna. There was no way he would come to pick her up.
“Well, to be honest, you’re quite charming” Millie nodded at Winston and got into the car.
Winston’s expression darkened further. He slammed the door shut, cutting off whatever she
was about to say.
Millie slumped against the window. She looked at him pitifully and wondered why he had to be so aggressive.
Winston, on the other hand, thought he had brought this upon himself. Why did he rush to the club to pick her up? He should have left her there to fend for herself.
Annoyed, he entered the vehicle, only to hear Millle say, “I don’t want to go home. Shall we get
a room?”
Winston frowned. What was she even suggesting?
Millie leaned toward him and said earnestly, “I’m not drunk. I’m serious, a one–night stand. Are you up for it?” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
Winston remained silent. He pushed her back and ordered sternly, “Sit properly!”
Millie was displeased by his response. Wearing a solemn expression, she replied, “I’m a beautiful woman who’s offering herself to you, and yet, you’re turning me down? You’re quite the gigolo!”
Winston’s face betrayed no emotion, yet fury flickered in his eyes.
“I don’t sleep with drunks!” he exclaimed.
“I’m not drunk! I told you, I’m perfectly sober!” Millie insisted while attempting to widen her eyes and straighten her posture.
But she realized she couldn’t do it. She felt sleepy, and her mind was foggy. As fatigue settled in, she wanted nothing more than to sleep.
She leaned closer to Winston and said mysteriously, “My husband is extremely wealthy. I can steal his money to support you!”
Winston gave Millie a sideway glance. Right then, he decided to stop driving just to hear what else she might say that would shock him to the core.
He had never realized that Millie was quite the smooth talker.
Noticing his gaze on her, Millie assumed he was interested, so she perked up.
“When the time comes, I can easily give you tens of millions of dollars. That way, you don’t have to work as a gigolo anymore. You could just enjoy life! Isn’t that the greatest idea?”
Winston sneered. He crossed his arms and stared at her. Even now, she still didn’t know who he was. Instead, she continued to blabber about enjoying life.
He figured it was time to bring her back to reality