Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 567

Otherwise, it just wouldn't carry enough weight.

Normally, an engagement party doesn't require this level of attention. You just invite family and close friends to offer their blessings, and save the big announcement for the actual wedding.

But Mila wanted to make this engagement public-broadcast it to the world, right from the start.

This changed everything.

For most of the guests, this wasn't just another engagement. What truly mattered was the deeper meaning behind today's celebration.

Rumors had already begun swirling—

After Lysander Montgomery's sudden death, Mila, one of the two most influential figures at the helm of Montgomery Holdings, had decided to resign from the board and cut all ties with the company. In other words, the same Chairman Sutherland who, as Lysander's widow, had stepped up and steered Montgomery Holdings through those turbulent times, was now walking away from the Montgomery family?

And not just resigning quietly, but dramatically and irrevocably severing all connections.

Now, she was getting engaged to Forrest the very man who had openly clashed with Lysander. Coupled with all the rumors floating around, this engagement took on a whole new significance.

Naturally, everyone wanted to see how this would play out.

No one really knew what had happened between Mila and the Montgomery family, but today's engagement party would set the tone for the relationship between the Montgomerys and the Sutherlands going forward. Everyone was keenly aware that this would also determine how they should interact with Mila-and with the soon-to-be-married couple-in the future.

the Montgomery family was not to be trifled

Still...

dressed, scholarly- looking middle-aged men had just arrived. Among them stood an elderly gentleman with silver hair, dressed in a simple suit, his

stared in

It was no wonder.

the old man looked mild-mannered, he was in fact a giant in the world of academic research-a leading figure in aerospace and computer science, a member of the National Academy, Dr. Townsend Ayers. He had led countless major national research projects

knew who

here he was, chatting amiably with Forrest. Even if Forrest was an up- and-coming genius in

a

expertise

Unless...

exchanged subtle glances, their

it well. He greeted the old man politely, extending his

could finish, Dr. Ayers clasped his hand with a firm grip and scolded in a warm but stern tone, "Where did you

helplessly. "Dr. Ayers, what

be incredibly busy

Dr. Ayers replied, feigning exasperation. "Tyrell couldn't make it himself, so he called me-insisted I come see for myself what kind of woman his

more resigned.