Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 473

At the right time, she could always find another way to return the favor.

The person on the other end didn't refuse.

Just imagining how happy Felicity would be when she finally received the rose- scented perfume, Mila felt her spirits lift, chasing away the gloom that had settled over her earlier.

"Who was that just now, sis?" Eugene asked, scooping up a spoonful of tortellini soup. He spoke in his usual, offhand way, curiosity barely touching his words.

"Just a friend." Mila smiled, tapping out a reply before turning her phone to show him. "She's really talented at making perfumes. She wanted to talk about a new scent she's working on. Once I get it, I'll let you try it too."

"Sounds good!"

Seeing Mila in such a good mood, Eugene smiled too, though a chill lingered in his heart. Since when had Johnnie gotten in touch with his sister? And why? What was he planning?

He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling. So, when Johnnie texted him to meet up, Eugene didn't hesitate even promised Mila he'd stay out of trouble and wouldn't set foot in a bar again. Only after her repeated reassurances did she finally let him go out.

Mila, on the other hand, was in no shape to go anywhere. Since it was the weekend, she decided to stay home and rest up for a few days.

Still, she was the boss-there was no such thing as a real day off.

Luckily, Conrad was still holding down the fort. She sent him a quick message, letting him know she wouldn't be at headquarters for a while and that he'd need to handle things himself.

As for Splendid's overseas branch, she told her great-aunt that she wanted to focus on designing a royal wedding dress inspired by British traditions. She asked to be spared from management meetings and minor decisions for the time being. Jade didn't mind; she'd always expected more from Mila than just running Splendid anyway.

just returned from break, and asked her to coordinate with Leonard to finish up the remaining projects. If anything needed her decision or if they

knit dress and went to the studio in

custom gowns like this took countless steps and a long time to

and only then,

into the underground garage of

clothes, Eugene hopped out,

He immediately frowned.

it was far from pleasant. Inside, a dozen women lounged

few were dressed to

whole room seemed

pale blue button-down shirt, unbuttoned enough to show off his tanned, chiseled abs. He had his arm around a voluptuous woman, but his eyes fixed on Eugene, who still stood

"Aren't you coming in?"

girl. She bounced over, clinging to Eugene's arm and cooing, "Come

she was already tugging

about to settle onto his lap and unbutton his shirt, Eugene's expression turned icy. He brushed off her hand,

wanted to see me? Just to play these

ready to

sidestepped the question,

later, a woman in a fitted dress-elegant and striking, with a frosty beauty-walked over and sat beside Eugene. She

Eugene's pupils contracted.