Chapter 368

Night had fallen.

Outside a lavishly decorated, brilliantly lit restaurant, an orange Bentley Continental purred to a stop. From it stepped a stunning woman in a fitted emerald velvet dress that shimmered under the lights. The delicate pearl clasps at her collar seemed to glow softly. A white knitted shawl draped over her shoulders, half-concealing her graceful figure. She moved with an effortless poise, every step exuding quiet elegance and wealth.

As she glanced around with a gentle smile, the effect was mesmerizing-like a warm spring breeze drifting through morning mist, leaving onlookers spellbound, as if caught in a dream.

Passersby couldn't help but stare, though none dared to meet her gaze directly. They stole quick glances from the corners of their eyes, their caution explained by the three burly men in dark suits who flanked her: unmistakable bodyguards.

A vision of serene beauty, guarded by intimidating men.

Heads turned. Eyes followed her into the restaurant, accompanied by gentle music. Only after she disappeared inside did the crowd outside burst into hushed excitement―

"She's gorgeous-think she's a celebrity?"

"Can't be. I'd know if she was famous. There's nobody like that online."

"Did she just look at me?"

"Dream on, she was looking at me!"

"Anyone get a picture?"

"...Totally forgot."

Mila, of course, was oblivious to the commotion at the door-and even if she'd known, she would have just sighed. She never wanted to draw this much attention, but without her bodyguards, she wouldn't have dared to meet with the Montgomery family.

Not even her own son.

restaurant. From

looked up, then

a man lounging at the table-elbow propped up, chin resting lazily on his hand, fox-like eyes narrowed in a teasing smile. His gaze lingered on her waist, just a touch

goodness she'd brought

clipped. Hadn't they agreed she'd only have dinner with the

their child

She fell silent.

"Mom!"

"Mom, I missed you so much! I called you a hundred times and you never answered. Dad said you went on

mother didn't take your

expression turned frosty. "Aren't we here

little sigh, lining up the cutlery with deliberate grace. Mila ignored him entirely,

smiled, sliding the utensils toward

a table full of food for her three bodyguards at the next table-standing around was drawing enough stares

the trio, lips curling in mild amusement. "Quite the entourage for a simple meal.

flashed a chilly

you say so,

mood that night. He replied to everything she said without argument and even

didn't trust him one

up, appetite lost. She busied herself piling food onto Adrian's

grew absentminded. It wasn't long before Adrian noticed and pouted, "Mom, you're just

said quietly, "I'm not, sweetie. I'm just

closer, grabbing her hand, his eyes bright with

he'd definitely make a

"Next time," Mila murmured.

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