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."

this hour? Miranda wasn't buying it. She called again, and again, stubbornly refusing to

up.

is it?" Lysander's voice was cold,

missing overseas. Does this have

was a pause-a heartbeat,

of the

simmering with anger. Before Miranda could say anything else, he hung up. When she tried again, there

"Well?" Sophie asked.

the Montgomerys, no

reaction, Miranda was sure. Damn that Lysander.

Mila got involved with the Montgomerys, nothing in her

about it, the angrier she became. If anything happened to Mila, she'd hold the Montgomery family, Lysander,

a long breath. She whipped out her phone and

...

Back in England, Kingsford.

the jet ready. I'm

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

soon as Leonard was gone, Lysander dialed Conrad Montgomery. His message was brief: "Dad, I'm going away for a

"What's happened?"

out of

voice came, low and urgent, "What happened? How did she get out?

know yet." Lysander bowed his head, pressing his hand over his face, and his voice came out rough and low. "I don't know. She's missing, Dad.

faltered. The usual ironclad confidence was gone, replaced by raw

die," Conrad said firmly. "You know as well as I do whoever's behind this isn't after her. They want the Montgomery family. They want—” He broke off, then continued, "As long as their game isn't over, Mila will stay alive."

you sure about going there? You realize that's