Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 274

Mila blinked, momentarily lost. "Huh?"

Howard looked a touch embarrassed, though his elegant composure never faltered. "I've kept track of the matter you asked about," he said gently, "just as you wished."

Being ready at all times for his employer's needs—this was one of the hallmarks of an excellent butler.

And Howard was nothing if not professional.

"Oh... thank you," Mila replied, still a little dazed.

She took the divorce papers from Howard, then, without missing a beat, passed them over the security detail and handed them to Lysander.

"Please sign."

Lysander went quiet for a moment.

He took the papers, glanced at them carelessly, but didn't sign. Instead, he insisted the others leave.

"Clear the hallway. If we're going to talk, it'll be just us. Otherwise..."

eyes darkened, and then drifted back to Mila, his smile sharp, almost mocking. "You know me, darling. I've never cared

on the

Of course she knew.

husband had always been results-oriented. He didn't care how ugly

But she cared.

moment's hesitation, she bit her lip and turned to Howard. "Take the boy and wait outside.

playing her

with Giselle-tossing around millions like pocket change-maybe he was eager to divorce

was possible, wasn't

corridor, a stretch of space opened between

away did Mila fix Lysander with a cold, steady glare. "Ten minutes.

smiled faintly.

distance between them until only a couple feet remained. Suddenly, he asked, "Was

heart skipped, but

in the Harvey family, you're going to

you and Giselle. I'm not petty enough to stoop to

fierce determination in her eyes. Suddenly, Lysander