Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 377

There were some who hadn’t received invitations, but even so, they paid a hefty price just to get in.

Clusters of guests gathered together, marveling at what a remarkable daughter Charles had raised. Not only was she accomplished in her own right, but she also made a perfect match for Chairman Montgomery. They reminisced about how the two had been promised to each other since childhood—a love story that seemed written in the stars.

Praise and admiration filled the air, and Mrs. Harvey beamed with delight. Charles, though more reserved, couldn’t quite hide the satisfaction in his eyes.

Giselle caught Lysander’s profile out of the corner of her eye. He maintained an easy, genial smile, exchanging polite words with the occasional guest. His arm tightened around hers, and she leaned in a little closer, subtly drawing strength from his presence.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted near the entrance.

All eyes turned to see a striking couple step into the ballroom, arm in arm—he, handsome and poised; she, elegant and serene, together making a picture-perfect pair.

But it was the man—Forrest—who drew the most surprise.

He hadn’t been back in the country long, yet lately he’d become the talk of Kingsford. Not only did he possess cutting-edge algorithms that had tech circles buzzing, but he’d also just secured an important partnership with the Federal Security Bureau. Even more intriguing, he and Lysander had been butting heads almost constantly—a rivalry that had become the city’s favorite spectacle.

Everyone was curious: What kind of grudge could these two possibly hold, for things to escalate this far? If it weren’t for Forrest finalizing that government deal, the tension might have boiled over by now.

Naturally, this complicated things.

Several guests were itching to get involved with the Federal Security Bureau’s new project—even a small stake in a government contract promised enormous returns, and this was just the beginning. Whoever caught the right wave now stood to gain a great deal.

But with Lysander stirring the pot, no one dared make a bold move. For now, everyone watched from the sidelines, careful not to cross the Montgomery family.

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As Forrest entered, a few senior executives from major corporations—those whose interests didn’t directly conflict with the Montgomerys—approached to greet him.

Mila scanned the ballroom, her eyes settling on the liveliest corner where she spotted Giselle, arm in arm with Lysander, who was speaking softly to her, oblivious to Mila’s presence.

With a cool glance, Mila gave Forrest a silent nod and started toward Giselle. She had no interest in mingling tonight; she was here for one thing only: to reclaim the jade locket and leave.

As Mila made her way across the room, Forrest exchanged a few polite words with the people nearby, then quietly fell in step some distance behind her.

Giselle saw Mila coming; she smiled, slipped her arm free from Lysander’s, and turned to walk away.

Mila frowned and quickened her pace, following.

As she passed Lysander, she noticed his hand reaching out, but she instinctively sidestepped and hurried on.

At that very moment, Forrest moved up quickly behind her, brushing shoulders with Lysander, who seemed poised to follow. Neither man yielded; they stood for a brief moment, side by side, facing each other.

Forrest smiled, his glasses catching the light and hiding his expression, while Lysander’s lips curled in a smile that never touched his cold, fox-like eyes.

Not a word passed between them. They met each other's gaze, then moved on.

Yet, for those nearby, it felt as though a chill had swept through the room. For a fleeting second, even the noise seemed to hush.