Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 448

Chapter 443

Forrest sat in silence, expressionless, turning the porcelain cup in his hands. He didn't say a word.

Giselle, on the other hand, showed no impatience.

She waited him out, then spoke again. "I'm in no rush. Take a few days to think it over if you want-I'll wait for your answer."

Forrest finally broke his silence. "Why are you so invested in this project?" he asked suddenly. "Sure, Al automation has promise, but it's hardly unique. Your company's still green-unless Montgomery Holdings steps in to vouch for you, you'll have a hard time standing out among all the other smart automation teams. And we both know that's not going to happen."

A quiet moment passed.

Giselle's voice was calm. "This is something Lysander wanted to do."

Forrest let out a low chuckle. "...Ha."

"Believe it or not, that's up to you," Giselle replied. "I have my reasons. Besides, if the project succeeds, it'll be a big win for me too."

Forrest only smiled, saying nothing.

A big win? Who's she trying to fool? Still, from what he could see, he wasn't about

to lose out on this deal—at least not on paper. But Giselle was clearly hiding something. Was she really trustworthy?

"So?" Giselle pressed.

"I'll think it over."

"Alright."

***

courtyard. Mila ignored Leonard's outstretched hand as he tried to help her from the car and made her way

exactly Lysander's grandfather wanted

and raised her hand to knock, she caught

she hadn't expected

"...at the border...Lysander..."

Were they talking

felt off. Mila instinctively held her breath, trying to catch more. Suddenly, the door swung open, and before she could react,

into something solid-her forehead throbbed

A man's deep, steady voice sounded above her, tinged with surprise. It

rubbed her forehead and

She was taken aback.

in a fitted black t- shirt, hair cropped short, his sharp features

strange. The old man had retired from the military, and Carrol was now the rising star in the Montgomery family's military branch. Naturally, he'd visit often. Mila herself

"Grandfather asked me to

here," called the old man from inside, his voice still strong

in the doorway-and entered. She approached the desk respectfully, where the elderly gentleman was busy writing in

"Grandfather," she greeted him.

door and followed

you forget to call me Grandpa?"

man didn't

then gave in.

crinkling with amusement. "Come

nodded to

brass box and handed

look-what do

accepted the

P.n

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