She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston) novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 

Millie dodged Harriet’s attack. Harriet frowned at her. “How dare you move away?” 

“Not even my parents have laid a finger on me. Who do you think you are?” Millie confronted Harriet, who was at a loss for words. 

Trembling from head to toe, she pointed a finger and glowered at Millle. “If I had a daughter like you, I’d- 

Smiling. Millie retorted, “Thankfully I’m not your daughter. Good thing that you don’t have a daughter like me.” She would rather jump off a building than have a mother like Harriet. 

“You bitch!” Harriet exploded in anger. 

Logan quietly observed the two ladies. For some reason, he felt that Millie’s resemblance to Harriet went beyond appearance. Even Millie’s temper was similar to Harriet’s. He gulped. 

Millie and Harriet marched away from each other in synch. Logan grabbed Harriet by her arm and asked, Mom, don’t you think Millie… resembles you?” 

“What?” Harriet, who was already fuming, got even angrier when Logan made the suggestion. “Don’t disgust me!” 

She didn’t think she and Millie shared a resemblance at all. 

“Logan, look into the culprit who’s making up rumors about Jo’s qualifications!” She pointed at Logan and barked at him. 

Logan agreed to look into the matter. Before that, he could perhaps launch a separate investigation. 

Millie left the meeting room for the Cardiac Surgery Department, where her colleagues were busy working. Yoel was alone in the office. 

She chirped, “Mr. Marshall, don’t you have work?” 

He scanned her face with disdain. Hmph, she was just an eye candy–nothing more! 

She pouted and mused at Yoel’s distaste for the wealthy. It wasn’t like she could do anything about her wealth, such as set it on fire. 

“Mr. Marshall, you seem to dislike me.” She leaned against the chair and remarked with a smile. 

Yoel picked up a medical record and left without looking at her. When he closed the door, he made sure to slam it. 

She chuckled at his pettiness. How unmanly! 

She was about to return to her seat when she noticed a medical record on Yoel’s table. The patient suffered from a rare disease. She read the content with much interest, and she noticed something familiar 

not the disease, but Yoel’s handwriting. 

Yoel’s handwriting was neat, unlike the unintelligible scribble of other doctors. 

She put down the medical record with a puzzled frown. Before she could take a seat, Hazel poked her head through the door. “Dr. Caldwell?” 

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