Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 450

Chapter 445

As long as the Cossio affair is resolved.

Adrian glanced at Mila, as if making sure his mother was telling the truth. Only then did he finally burrow into her embrace, pressing his face against her shoulder and murmuring, his voice muffled.

"I believe you, Mom."

But please... don't lie to me.

Don't be like Dad.

...

That evening, Mila helped Adrian with his homework and played some games with him. When it was time for bed, she gently told him that he was growing up and needed to get used to sleeping on his own. With that, she left his room.

Before leaving, she promised to pick him up from school the next day.

Dropping him off in the morning wasn't an option-her schedule was packed. That night, she left Grandfather's house to attend a business gala she'd committed to long ago.

She chose a powerful, tailored suit in a classic mix of black, white, and gray— sharp, British style. With modest heels clicking on the marble, Mila strode into the glittering event, flanked by Leonard and Cara, both equally impeccably dressed.

"What are you doing here? Cara can handle this just fine," Mila said, her voice cool.

She'd been trying to keep her distance from Leonard as much as possible. Tonight was supposed to be just Cara accompanying her—yet Leonard had insisted on coming along.

"Chairwoman Sutherland, your safety is important," he replied, his tone even.

"I can hire a bodyguard."

"I don't trust them."

pressed her lips together. "Then go find someone you do

"No one puts

picked up her pace, heels

trailing behind. Unable to resist, she lowered her voice, "Chairwoman Sutherland, Leonard is just looking out for your safety, he—” But

wasn't angry,

she couldn't help being

He anticipated what Mila

a second assistant? Leonard could handle it

felt like a mere go-between-her role little more than a glorified messenger. It was clear Mila truly

was there to dislike? He was competent, loyal-and easy on the eyes, to put it mildly. Having him around the office was a treat

disliked him so much, why not just

Oh well.

lives of the wealthy are

business of a humble employee

tall, striking man striding behind them, enjoying the

an office heartthrob for free-what more could she

At the gala,

her entrance

pleasantries with a

executives from partner

several up-and-comers introduced by Ker peers, offered

a sip of champagne when her gaze

ghosts really

gown shimmered as she glided over, every inch the picture of icy

แ

"Didn't we just talk on the

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