Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 152

If it weren't for their current frail state, they might have ended up covered entirely in jewelry instead of just a pendant or two.

Mila was genuinely frightened.

After listening to countless lectures and fervently promising to behave and not wander off alone again, she finally managed to persuade her great-aunt to go home and rest.

Once her great-aunt left, Mila turned to the two people who had just

'coincidentally' returned. "Which one of you told her?"

Miranda immediately denied it, "It wasn't me!"

Eugene quickly shook his head, "Definitely not me!"

Both of them had firsthand experience with her great-aunt's temper. Neither of them was foolish enough to provoke her wrath or invite a scolding.

So who was the culprit?

A sleek black Phantom glided down the road.

his slightly reddened nose before speaking slowly, his voice carrying a hint of lazy hoarseness.

driving, glanced at the lethargic man in the backseat through the rearview mirror and casually adjusted the car's air conditioning to a warmer

online rumors are still spreading. Should we manage the public

another question. "Has Mila

shook his head,

smirked coldly, "She's certainly keeping her

for a moment before adding, "The legal team hired by Mrs. Johnson is investigating the matter. It seems she's planning to use it as

silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. "She really is determined

voice broke through. "Ignore her. Take down all

"Understood."

asked, "And what about

with her shortly and handle it personally," Lysander replied nonchalantly. "Yes,

sneezed a few more times. His usually striking face now appeared somewhat

had

during the New Year's visit to the church, where the chill had seeped

illness peculiar, dismissing it as a minor ailment and not even

sure you don't

the seat, shaking his head slowly. "Don't wait for me

her at the hospital