She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston)
League 432

League 432



Chapter 432

Millie was utterly speechless. She wasn't sad at all about divorcing Winston, If she had been sad, she wouldn't have gone through with the divorce. The fact that it had reached this point meant that she had truly moved on.

"Mills, do you intend to stay abroad all year round, or do you plan to take a break for a few months and then come back?" Julia was concerned,

Millie replied seriously, "I'll remain abroad all year long."

Hearing the news, Julia collapsed onto the couch.

"Mom..." Millie stepped forward.

Julia stared at Millie, her eyes welling up with tears. "You've only been back home for a few months, and now you want to leave us behind and go. abroad? Millie, that's incredibly selfish of you!" Then, Julia quietly wiped away her tears and went upstairs.

Millie felt sad when she looked at her. Julia's words made her realize that she had indeed become increasingly selfish over time. She lowered her

head.

"Let's discuss it again after the cruise party." Millie eventually relented.

Terrence instantly felt hopeful. The upcoming cruise party the following night had the potential to change everything. If Millie were to meet someone she liked at the party, she might reconsider her plans.

"Alright, let's head to the cruise party first." Terrence wholeheartedly embraced the idea. It was the perfect way to keep Millie from going abroad.

After all, Millie had always been stubborn. As her father, Terrence understood her character all too well. If only she had been more compliant, she wouldn't have insisted on marrying Winston. Millie could feel that her family didn't want her to go overseas. After going back to her room, she locked herself in the study.

Millie felt like chatting with someone. Thus, she messaged Rachel but didn't get a response. She checked Rachel's schedule and discovered that she had joined the crew again and was likely filming a movie at the moment. Hence, she decided to play some games to pass the time.

Millie was engrossed in the game when she suddenly received a text. Glancing at the screen, she noticed it was from an unknown number. "Join me for a race? I'm here."

The person sent her a location pin on a map; it was Python Mountain.

Millie's frown deepened. This was the same mysterious man who insisted that Millie was Seven just a few days earlier.

Millie was determined to uncover the identity of this person who persistently attempted to reveal her identity. Thus, she replied, "Okay."

Then, the mysterious man sent another text. "My code name is K."

Millie quickly applied a touch of

makeup, giving herself a subtle

disguise, then donned a sleek

leather jacket. With her hair tied back and a white tank top underneath, she completed the look with a pair of black trousers

Afterward, she left the villa.

Terrence immediately stepped onto the balcony, gazing at the car in the distance with a complex expression. "Oh well."

Julia walked over and calmly stated, "As children grow up, they'll eventually leave home."

"You always behave this way. You openly criticize her, yet you support her secretly." Terrence glanced at Julia, who appeared deeply upset.

Soon after, Millie arrived at Python Mountain. A bustling race was happening, drawing a large crowd of people.

Millie disguised herself and walked

to the race site without being

zed. She wore a mask and

around casually with one

in her pocket.

Meanwhile, a black car dominated the racing field, winning all the races. It

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had achieved victory in seven consecutive games. Once again, he won, defeating a professional player this time. Millie approached the front desk, tapping on the table. "I'm looking for someone."

"Who?"

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Millie shook his hand and introduced herself in a composed manner. "Hello, I'm Milla Webson. I'm not Seven."

K was amused. He wore a helmet that concealed his face, giving him the freedom to make any expression he desired. He knew the truth about whether she was Seven or not. Therefore, he refused to accept Millie's statement that she wasn't.

"Shall we have a match?" K asked.

Millie glanced downward. 'So, you're on a winning streak?"

"Hmm," he replied honestly.

She gazed at him intently. "Remove your helmet."

K was shocked by her request, replaceing it quite