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.

suddenly sneezed, pressing a finger against his slightly reddened nose before speaking slowly, his

lethargic man in the backseat through the rearview mirror and casually adjusted the car's air conditioning to a warmer setting

spreading. Should we manage the public relations and have it taken

answer directly but instead posed another question. "Has Mila come to ask you about

his head, "No,

"She's certainly keeping

thought for a moment before adding, "The legal team hired by Mrs. Johnson is investigating the matter.

silent for a moment, his expression unreadable.

hoarse voice broke through. "Ignore her. Take down all the trending topics

"Understood."

then asked, "And what

meet with her shortly and handle

times. His usually striking face now appeared somewhat weary, his

cold had come

the New Year's visit to the church, where the chill

robust and healthy, Lysander found this sudden illness peculiar, dismissing it

ask, "Are you sure you don't want to see

seat, shaking his head slowly. "Don't wait for me later; I'll be staying at

the hospital for me.