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Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 60
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Chapter 52 She was just about to hang up and contact Alex when Miranda's voice stopped her.

"Why are you apologizing? It's Alex who's lost his mind, mixing personal issues with business. It's got nothing to do with you. I promised to help you sort this out, and it ended up falling apart because of me. Worst case, I can't be a lawyer anymore and have to go back to inherit the family business. But you're the one in a real mess." Miranda sighed. "Alex's intentions are clear. With the Montgomery family's influence, no one in Kingsford will touch your case. What are you going to do?" Her voice was a mix of sympathy and frustration.

"How can Alex be such a jerk? You've done so much for him, and now, when it comes to splitting Montgomery Holdings, he won't even give you a piece as divorce compensation. Instead, he pulls this stunt. And to think you thought this marriage would be..." She genuinely felt it was unfair for her friend, yet was powerless to help.

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She had thought that since his old flreturned and he was blatantly unfaithful, the divorce would be straightforward. Mila wasn't asking for much either, not even half of what she was entitled to, just a small token compared to what Alex gave Giselle. He even set up a company for his old flame.

A crush who had been away for years and returned couldn't compare to seven years of marriage with her friend. He left no room for decency in this.

Mila took a deep breath, her eyes red, trying hard to keep her voice steady.

"I'll figure something out. Don't worry about your law firm; I'll sort it out quickly... It was my oversight." Miranda sighed, "Mila, this is exactly the outche wants, to force you to give in. Don't letthrow you off balance. I'll reach out to my mentors and classmates for help; there must be a way." "And anyway, if law firms only care about money and power, I don't want to work there either. Don't worry about me. I still have wealthy parents." After exchanging words of comfort, they hung up.

Mila stood by the office window, staring at the crimson sky, lost in thought.

Miranda might say she doesn't care about being a lawyer, that she'd just go hand enjoy life if suspended. But if she didn't care about being a lawyer, would she have endured the hardships for six years? Being a lawyer is Miranda's dream.

Because of her, that dream was on the verge of collapse.

Mila's eyes reddened with frustration, and she whispered through clenched teeth, "Alex! Alex!" That evening, before the company closed, Mila took leave and left.

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With many branches under Montgomery Holdings, Alex might not be at the headquarters. She contacted Leonard, who was most familiar with Alex's schedule.

Leonard didn't hide the details as he did in the past and directly shared the location.

N Laugh, a private club.

When the car pulled up at the club entrance, Leonard was already waiting at the bottom of the steps, tall and imposing, with an air of cool detachment. "Ma'am."

He stepped forward to open the car door for Mila, intending to help her out, but she brushed him off with a firm hand. She looked at him with disdain, her voice icy, "Where's Alex?"

The back of Leonard's hand stung from the contact, his fingers om trembled slightly before he withdrew them, maintaining his stoic demeanor. "Ma'am, Mr. Montgomery isn't in the best mood today. It might be best to speak calmly." "...Hmph." Mila let out a cold laugh and strode into the club.