Chapter 339
#15 BONUS
Millieâs vigorous movements continued to cause the bell on the rope to ring. The man below appeared to have noticed, as he repeatedly shone his dim flashlight upwards.
She lowered her head and peered down. The carâs light faintly illuminated the manâs body. A flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she hesitated. That manâ¦
âBoss, I saw it! Itâs Winston!â the lackey behind them said suddenly.
Millie immediately looked back, her eyes brimming with disbelief. Did Winston truly come?
âWow! What a surprise!â Michael suddenly laughed.
He clapped his hands and exclaimed, âMs. Caldwell, look, the person you least want to see is here. How wonderful, truly wonderful!â
Then, he turned toward the lackey and instructed, âGo and inform him that his partner is here.â
The lackey nodded and quickly ran downstairs.
Millie peered down, the chair legs dangling over the edge, and it seemed that Winston had also caught sight of her. He shouted, âMillie!â
Her heart skipped a beat. It was indeed Winston.
Michael followed her gaze and grabbed her hair. âSee, the first person to find you was Winston. Did you guess it correctly?â he asked.
Millie glared at him, pondering his intentions. Was the soâcalled 10:00 am game just a means to torture her? Was the goal always to kill her?
However, she never expected that the first person to appear was Winston. How could this be happening? Why would he show up at this time?
Her mind went blank, and it took her a while to regain her composure after seeing Winston standing
before her.
âYouâre finally here,â Michael said faintly.
Winston wore a white shirt, but it was disheveled. His tie was crooked, and two buttons on his collar were undone. He was slightly breathless from running up 30 floors anxiously.
He stepped forward, and a lackey approached with a baseball bat to hit him. He kicked the lackey away. causing him to fall and kneel on the floor. Then, Winston pressed his knees on his back.
Millie gazed at Winston with a complex expression. She thought, âWhat is he doing here? Leave!â Winston looked at her with an intense gaze. He tried to stay calm. Then he looked at Michael, who was standing next to Millie, and asked calmly, âWhat do you want in exchange for letting her go?â
âYouâre brilliant, Mr. Greer.â Michael applauded and smiled at Winston.
Cut the crap!â Winston glanced at Millie. She sat on a chair, swaying in the wind, relying solely on a rope. It was so dangerous. These people were truly insane.
âMr. Greer, do you really want to save her?â he asked.
Winston looked up, waiting for him to continue.
âHow about trading yourself for her?â
Millie frowned and shook her body in displeasure before making a disapproving sound. Michael quickly removed the tape from her mouth.
âI donât need him to trade. Let him golâ she yelled.
âMillie, itâs not the right time to be stubborn,â Winston whispered.
âWinston, I donât need you. Leave now!â She didnât want him to misunderstand that she couldnât live without him.
Michael crossed his arms and observed them. He remarked, âTsk, even though youâre divorced, you still act like this. If I didnât know any better, I would think youâre still close to each other.â
âWeâre not close at all. Canât you see that I despise him?â Millie scolded Michael.
He shook his head. âNo. You asked him to leave. Are you not simply worried that heâll get dragged into this? Youâre afraid heâll get hurt. Youâre worried about him. You love him, you love him very much!â
Upon hearing his words, Millie promptly spat at him. âHow typical! Men are just narcissistic!â
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