Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 180

Miranda finally let out a sigh of relief. "So, the car's dealt with. We should be in the clear, right?" she asked Mila.

Mila shook her head. "Not quite. It's best if you find another car of the same model. You'll need to drive it to work as usual over the next few days."

Miranda groaned at the thought. Finding another red Porsche of that particular model was proving to be a headache. She had already asked a few anonymous contacts online, but had come up empty.

"What?" Miranda paused, then her face lit up with an idea. "Oh, that's easy! The Porsche was originally my mom's. I just fell in love with it, and she didn't want to part with it, so she bought me another one. I can just borrow hers for a few days."

Mila raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. "Really?"

Miranda's affection for the car was evident. "I loved that car. It's a shame it's gone. Damn Roland!"

Mila chuckled. "Alright, at least we've got this settled for now."

eyes widened. "After everything we've

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normal, go

nodded, frustration still evident.

such a chaotic situation - like being caught in the middle of a clash of

near the hospital. Mila got out, while Miranda drove off to her parents' house to

Transit Authority's surveillance room, the walls were lined with dozens of screens displaying

his keyboard, entering a series of license plate numbers and sending them to the department

had passed through Roland's last known location that night, and

eyes landed on

close friend. Had she really been in the