Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 383

And yet...

"Wait, that doesn't add up."

She hesitated. "Mila and Lysander's marriage was never made public. No one outside knows they're together, so how could—”

"Are you sure Giselle doesn't know?" Sophie broke in at just the right moment.

Miranda's fist clenched reflexively. Of course Giselle knew. Damn it!

How could they have overlooked that? Giselle was absolutely in the know. She'd gone after Jade first, caught them completely off guard, steering their attention in the wrong direction. Jade was probably just a decoy.

Their enemy was using the Montgomery family's old rivals to do their dirty work!

Giselle didn't even have to get her own hands dirty-just a whisper about Mila and Lysander's relationship in the right ear would be enough. No one would care if they were divorcing; if Mila was a threat to Lysander, they might even-God, would they go so far as to kill her?

If they'd already resorted to kidnapping, what wouldn't they do?

Damn it!

Miranda instantly grabbed her phone and called Lysander. She couldn't worry about exposing Mila's secret trip abroad now-Mila was missing. That was all that mattered.

If this really was tied to the Montgomery family, at least they could focus their search, narrow down the possibilities, and maybe, just maybe, bring Mila home faster.

The phone rang and rang, but no one answered.

Miranda took a deep breath, on the verge of cursing, when Sophie spoke up quietly beside her. "It's eight in the morning in London right now."

it. She called again, and

up.

it?" Lysander's voice was cold,

"Mila's gone missing overseas.

was a pause-a heartbeat, maybe

out of the

say anything else, he hung up.

"Well?" Sophie asked.

the Montgomerys, no doubt

reaction, Miranda was sure. Damn that Lysander.

involved with the Montgomerys, nothing in her

she became. If anything happened to Mila, she'd hold the Montgomery family, Lysander, and Giselle all responsible. She wouldn't let any

now," Sophie said, letting out a long breath. She whipped out her phone and started making calls, calmly and

...

Back in England, Kingsford.

jet ready. I'm leaving

giving a report at his desk. Leonard had overheard enough not to ask questions he just nodded grimly

His message was brief: "Dad, I'm going away for

"What's happened?"

out of the

voice came, low and urgent, "What

and

the first time, his words faltered. The usual ironclad confidence was gone, replaced

behind this isn't after her. They want the Montgomery family. They want—” He broke off, then continued,

sure about going there? You