Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 308

Chapter 300

Mila sat beside her, forcing a smile.

This was her first real taste of what power could do a storm that shattered her resolve, leaving no room for pride.

Just as Miranda was getting worked up, threatening to report what had happened, Mila's phone buzzed with an unfamiliar number.

She answered.

A young man's voice came through, laid-back as ever.

"That grant you applied for? It's been approved, but nothing's finalized yet. Things can always change... Mila, let's talk. Come to this address tomorrow night."

He recited the name of a hotel and a room number.

It sounded less like a request and more like a statement-he assumed she'd show up, and before Mila could respond, he hung up.

Mila stared at her phone, her face blank. It took her a long moment before she suddenly reached for Miranda, who was still rambling on, and asked quietly,

"Miranda, compared to the Montgomerys, how does your family stack up?"

"Huh?"

froze, caught off guard by the question. She didn't answer right away, just made a gesture with her hand-one high, one

Mila didn't get it.

skyscraper, my family's a little cottage. If they're an aircraft carrier, we're

She got it.

If she wanted the scholarship

to

finally sent a text to that

don't want

blocked and deleted the number

no grant. That just meant she'd have to work a few extra jobs over the summer to get by. She'd survived

body was out of

a line that, once crossed, would drag her into an abyss she'd

time afterward, she couldn't make

she was rejected, she let go, never tried to force anything, never made a scene-so why was she

Why?

having power and money mean you could just trample people, treat them

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