NovelEnglishChapter 150 The child was so well-behaved and quiet, always clinging to Mila, completely uninterested in anyone else's attempts to engage him.
That evening, Eugene went to the police station to handle sfollow-up matters, leaving Miranda as the only one in the hospital room with Mila.
Once the child fell asleep, Miranda couldn't help but express her frustration. "This kid is so attached to you! I tried everything to make him smile, but he wouldn't even budge. Is his heart made of stone?" Mila chuckled, half amused and half exasperated. "Don't worry, he's just a bit shy around strangers." Miranda knew this, of course. She was just envious-she wanted to cuddle the adorable little boy herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe night passed without incident.
Mila woke up early, got the child ready, and had breakfast. She noticed that Miranda kept glancing over with an expression that suggested she had something on her mind.
"What's up?" Mila asked after finishing her meal and taking her medication.
"Nothing much," Miranda hesitated, shaking her head.
Mila let it go, knowing Miranda couldn't keep a secret for long. Sure enough, within half a minute, Miranda sidled over.
"I need to tell you something, but promise you won't get mad." Mila sighed internally. If Miranda was this hesitant, it had to involve her. What now? She first made sure the child was settled, softly instructing him to play with stoys on the other bed. Then she turned to Miranda, "Go ahead. I can handle it." Miranda didn't speak, instead handing Mila her phone. On the screen was a tabloid headline in bold print: **"Rumored Alliance Between the Summer and Montgomery Families?"** Reading further, Mila saw it was about someone spotting Giselle and a man entering a hotel on the night of a festival, not leaving until the next morning. The article even included photos.
The pictures were blurry, capturing Giselle clearly but showing only the man's back.
Miranda commented from the side, "Ever since that fiasco at the gala, Giselle has been under scrutiny. She's the daughter of the Harvey family and a renowned musician, practically a public figure. Being photographed entering a hotel, these gossip sites just jumped to conclusions and dragged the Montgomery family into it." Mila shook her head, her voice calm. "It's not entirely made up. It's him." Miranda was taken aback. "You can tell?" Mila remained silent. Even from a mere silhouette, she could recognize Lysander. Seven years of marriage and seeing him every day made such recognition instinctive.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was undoubtedly Lysander.
"Unbelievable, what a jerk!" Miranda exclaimed, seething. He had the nerve to check into a hotel with Giselle during the festival, and they weren't even officially divorced yet. To top it off, they got caught, embarrassing her best friend.
Mila, however, smiled as she handed the phone back, remarkably composed. "It might not be a bad thing." Miranda looked puzzled. "How so?" Mila explained, "I've been struggling to find concrete evidence of his infidelity. This is just what I needed."
"Though the photos are blurry and I can't definitively prove it's him, you can clearly see the hotel name. If I pursue this, it'll establish his fault in the marriage." "Ctrial time, it'll givea much stronger case." Miranda raised her thumb in admiration. "You always know how to turn things to your advantage."
While Miranda was still fuming on her friend's behalf, Mila was alreadym strategizing on how to use this situation to strengthen her divorce settlement. Seeing Mila so composed, Miranda felt relieved. It was good to see she wasn't upset.
Speaking of the divorce, Miranda casually inquired, "How's the divorce case progressing? Need any help ΕΠ from me?"
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