Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 514

At least Mila wasn't spiraling further down the rabbit hole, and for now, all Miranda could do was sigh and tag along.

Truth be told, she didn't believe for a second that the person who'd been caught was Lysander.

If it really were him-if someone had pulled off that mask and found Lysander underneath―Jade wouldn't have sent someone to gently invite them over for a chat. The whole manor would be in chaos by now. Mila was just too rattled from a night of fear and anxiety to notice that detail.

Whoever they'd caught... well, it didn't matter.

Miranda's focus was elsewhere. She had to figure out how to coax Mila into playing along with this twisted 'game' to get her to help subdue that wild beast before things got out of control.

That man was already teetering on the edge.

No, he'd gone over it.

He'd faked his own death just to achieve a single goal. Someone like that-if he really managed to take Cossio out of the equation, losing the one thing that could both distract and restrain him, then who would his next target be?

And for that new goal, what would he be willing to do next?

Miranda didn't even want to imagine.

She'd already witnessed his madness up close. In her mind, the only way to keep everyone safe was to figure out how to restrain Lysander before he lost Cossio as his primary target. Otherwise, Mila would inevitably be the one to suffer.

The rest of them would just be collateral damage.

That lunatic wasn't the type to show mercy to anyone. If he couldn't get what he wanted, what if he decided to destroy everything in his path? It wouldn't be the first time.

Mila had confided in her-how, back in college, her mind had been tampered with,

matter what, she had to

keep him in check. He couldn't be allowed to keep wreaking havoc on everyone's

The manor, lounge.

swear, it wasn't

his footing before he tore off the ghostly mask streaked with crimson tears. Beneath it was

your invitation. I barely set foot on the grounds before someone jumped me. I never even saw

anything, shouldn't you be giving

Jade, seated on the sofa and sipping her

The man fell silent.

Forrest understood now.

fellow was another of Jade's guests-one of the young men she'd invited for Mila to meet.

cloak weren't

we'll let Mila decide when she

signaling for Harvey

with all the arguing. Youth really was a double-edged sword-too quick

out. Suddenly, Jade remembered something and picked up a bottle of pills from the table,

was always extra cautious about

all, she knew that many people abroad got hooked on painkillers, and Forrest had lived overseas for seven or eight years. Even if she was being paranoid, she had to

and slowly opened his left hand, revealing a bloody, torn palm His face never changed-as if he felt nothing at all-as he explained lightly, "Earlier, in the gardend accidentally grabbed a rose bush. The thorns cut me up pretty badly-might have hit a

something sooner?" Jade scolded, her tone sharper

for a servant

a look, just in