Adrian was furing, and then he heard a voice on the other side of the call, Giselle’s voice, “Lysander, who’s on the phone?”
Chapter 13
Hearing Giselle’s voice, Adrian’s eyes instantly lit up.
“Giselle! Giselle!!
to you anymore.
He called out to her, his voice full of indignation, “Dad, you’re a liar! You promised and didn’t keep it. I’m not talking to Giselle, Dad’s cheating me!”
By the end of his rant, he was complaining about Lysander to Giselle
On the other end, Giselle, hearing his frustration, took the phone and soothed Adrian with her gentle words. She playfully scolded Lysander, making light of his faults, and promised Adrian that she would take him out over the weekend and play games with him. Only then did Adrian’s mood improve, and he started to laugh.
Giselle always knew how to handle things.
In the past, whether Dad was reprimanding him or making him unhappy, reporting to Mom never helped–Dad never listened to her.
After a while, Adrian reluctantly hung up.
Once he ended the call, he suddenly remembered what Lysander had mentioned–Mom was back from her trip.
Wouldn’t that mean she would be home tonight?
Oh no, il Mom came back, she would start imposing her rules again, limiting his game time–what a nuisance!
Even Dad didn’t like spending time with Mom, so why should he have to endure it? Dad was being unfair!!
He wasn’t going to behave.
He decided to go to Grandma’s house. That way, even if Mom came back, he wouldn’t have to stay with her
Adrian immediately climbed out of bed, clumsily dressed himself, and grabbed his gaming console before heading downstairs to knock on Harper’s door.
Harper, awoken by the noise and puzzled by the young master’s antics, reluctantly called the driver. In the middle of the night, they drove Adrian to the Montgomery Manor.
Mila had no idea about the late–night chaos at the Montgomery household.
Even if she had known, it wouldn’t have mattered much. Disappointment had piled up over the years, and she was on the verge of letting go.
She had already decided on the divorce and was ready to relinquish custody.
The next morning. Mila rose early, as was her habit.
She watched the latest fashion week videos on her computer before buying breakfast at a cafe near her office. Without the need to prepare a nutritious breakfast for the father and son, she found herself with more time and freedom to focus on her own affairs
That day was filled with interviewing new candidates and organizing tasks and materials for upcoming transitions…
Despite the busy schedule, she made sure to leave work on time.
Her great–aunt would return by the end of the month, and Milla needed to prepare her portfolio and recent fashion projects before then. This was her main focus, and time was tight.
Around six or seven in the evening, during Kingsford’s rush hour, Mila drove for over two hours until she reached a slightly secluded neighborhood on the outskirts, known as Bamboo Grove.
She parked in front of a two–story y villa, nestled among the bamboo trees, with a plaque by the door that read “Lillian,”
She had bought this villa over the years with her earnings from bespoke designs for the high society, using it as her studio.
Although she had devoted time to her family and pursued further studies in computer science, she never gave up on her passion for art and design.
Lysander always disliked her being in the spotlight. He had refused her entry into Montgomery Holdings, not only out of disdain but also to make her fully retreat into the role of Mrs. Montgomery, a mere trophy wife.
But Mila was not one to back down easily.
She pursued further studies in computer science to please Lysander, dedicating seven years to caring for and trying to win his heart, but she never truly reached him, now facing a divorce with nothing to show for it.
Thankfully, she had her own resolve.
Since Lysander disapproved of her being in the public eye, she worked discreetly under the name “Lillian,” leveraging client resources recommended by trusted friends to specialize in bespoke designs.
