Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 67

Mila's eyes were fixed on the elderly woman approaching, completely missing Roland's question.

The elderly woman, exuding a strong presence, had also noticed the commotion on Mila's side.

She paused, whispered a few words to someone beside her, and soon the throng of journalists was gently restrained by her staff, preventing any further

photography.

Though puzzled, the crowd respected the elderly woman's status and dared not approach.

Breaking free from the crowd, the woman strode purposefully towards Mila.

Mila hurried to meet her, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and a touch of nervousness, as if near home but hesitant to call out.

The woman came closer, gently removed her sunglasses, and studied her grand- niece intently. After a long moment, she frowned slightly, reached out, and tousled Mila's hair with a mixture of disapproval and subtle affection.

How has he been taking care

warmth of a long-missed touch, Mila's eyes stung with unshed tears. She fought to keep her

and

been so long

understood her grand-niece all too

hadn't been kind to her. With a sigh, she patted Mila's head,

to leave with her

hand to the woman, "Mrs. Sutherland, it's an honor. I'm Roland, the eldest of the Lockwood family. My parents often speak of you. I returned from abroad earlier this year and haven't found the opportunity to visit

with strangers. She gave Roland a brief nod, "I know of you. An impressive young talent. You've

deflecting the question, "The environment

"I won't keep you, Mrs. Sutherland. I

offered no response, simply guiding

gaze thoughtful. He

a legend in elite