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..."

gaze slid to the little boy clinging to Mila's hand. He instantly recognized him as Nathaniel's nephew. Lysander's eyes darkened, and then drifted back to Mila, his smile sharp, almost mocking. "You know me, darling. I've never cared how

the boy's hand

Of course she knew.

He didn't care how ugly things got,

But she cared.

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

was playing her

after the scene he'd just made with Giselle-tossing around millions like pocket change-maybe he

was possible, wasn't

the hall and the bodyguards retreated to stand watch along the corridor, a stretch of space opened between Mila and Lysander. She'd

the bodyguards had turned away did Mila fix Lysander with a cold, steady glare. "Ten minutes. Say what you need

faintly. "Why

closing the distance between them until only a couple feet remained. Suddenly,

heart skipped, but her gaze didn't

in the Harvey family,

to stoop to revenge over something so pathetic-I have my pride." "Are you going

the fierce determination