She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston) novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407 

Marvin showed Millie the text, and she was livid. Who the hell was this? 

“Boss, who do you think brought the Aspher to Musbane?” Marvin suddenly realized an important detail 

Wasn’t there only one person from Yerwick City who traveled to Musbane? They exchanged glances, and Millie suddenly exclaimed, ” Winston!” 

Marvin snapped his fingers and said, “That’s right! Who else but Winston?” 

“But at that time, the Aspher was missing. William didn’t manage to win the auction for it. Could someone else have won the bid? Maybe this person is rushing to sell it because they need quick cash?” Millie asked. 

Marvin quickly shook his head. “No way. They said the price wasn’t an issue.” 

“Then it must be Winston.” Millie unfastened her seatbelt and decided 

to meet him. 

She wanted to know what exactly he was up to. If he genuinely wanted to give her the Aspher, why not just hand it over? Why insist she pick it up in person? 

Did Winston want Millie to thank him face–to–face? What a hypocrite! Hadn’t she done enough to win his favor over the years? 

Millie stormed into the café, her anger palpable. 

When Yvonne saw her, she immediately stood up and greeted respectfully, “Boss.” 

“Go back,” Millie said sharply, her frustration evident in her voice. 

Yvonne could tell that this person was about to get into trouble. When 

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Millle was this angry, things were bound to get serious 

“Alright!” she said and quickly left 

Millie slammed her hand on the table and looked around for Winston 

Right then, a server approached and said. “Ms. Caldwell, there’s a gentleman waiting for you upstairs.” 

Millie glanced at the staircase and cursed inwardly, “What a jerk! Why is he acting so mysterious about an Aspher?” 

Millie, seething with anger, ascended the stairs. Following the server’s instructions, she burst into the private room without a hint of courtesy. 

But when she saw who was inside, the insults she had been ready to hurl caught in her throat. 

The person in the private room blinked in surprise. They were also somewhat taken aback by how furious Millie looked. It was as if she was blazing with fury. 

“Are you… Ms. Caldwell?” the man asked cautiously. 

Millie sized up the man before her. No, he was merely a teenager who seemed to be 18 or 19. He was youthful and handsome. 

Beside him was a black box–identical to the one she had seen at the 

auction abroad. 

“Is this the Aspher?” Millie asked straightforwardly. 

The young man nodded. “Please have a seat, Ms. Caldwell,” he offered with a smile.