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..."

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 messy things

grip on the

Of course she knew.

He didn't care how ugly things got, as long as he got his

But she cared.

the divorce papers in Lysander's hand. After a moment's hesitation, she bit her lip and turned to Howard. "Take the boy and wait outside. The bodyguards stay. If I'm not

was playing her last

scene he'd just made with Giselle-tossing around millions like pocket

possible, wasn't

corridor, a stretch of space opened between Mila and Lysander. She'd insisted on

steady glare. "Ten minutes. Say what you

smiled faintly.

them until only a couple feet remained. Suddenly, he asked, "Was it you? Did

but her

in the Harvey family, you're

between you and Giselle. I'm not petty enough to stoop to revenge over something so

admiring the fierce determination in her eyes. Suddenly,