Chapter 17

After finishing their meal, Mila and Miranda chatted for a while before heading out.

As they left, they could still hear faint laughter coming from the private room across the hall, with Adrian's childlike giggles most prominent.

Miranda caught the sound and glanced cautiously at Mila, relieved to see her friend's face calm and unperturbed. Still, her inner worry was far from alleviated.

Her friend was dealing with more than just a rocky marriage.

Miranda had seen the group head upstairs earlier, including Mila's son, who seemed unusually attached to that Giselle.

No wonder Mila had decided to give up custody when she first talked about divorce. Miranda hadn't pressed for details then, even though she'd had her suspicions. In the seven years since her friend's marriage, Mila often brought her son over to play, and they'd even discussed making Miranda his godmother.

But over the past year or so, Mila stopped bringing him around. Whenever asked, she simply said he was busy with school. Now, it seemed clear that the bond between Mila and her son had weakened.

to talk about it, Miranda

Mila married Lysander, Miranda had her doubts. He never mingled with Mila's circle, showing complete disregard

sure to introduce him to her closest friends over dinner. Yet, Lysander

of their marriage, Miranda-Mila's closest friend in Kingsford— had

she could somewhat understand. Marriage was between the couple. Besides, Lysander was the head of Montgomery Holdings, a formidable figure who had ousted his own father from the company within seven years of taking

when Mila managed to win over such a distant and formidable character during their university days. Though she had her reservations,

picture. Mila was completely

public confrontation and the people sitting in that private room, including her friend's son, Miranda's mind buzzed

What a mess.

...

properly before they said goodbye. Mila returned to Lillian's Studio, where she worked late

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