Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 383

And yet…

“Wait, that doesn’t add up.”

She hesitated. “Mila and Lysander’s marriage was never made public. No one outside knows they’re together, so how could—”

“Are you sure Giselle doesn’t know?” Sophie broke in at just the right moment.

Miranda’s fist clenched reflexively. Of course Giselle knew. Damn it!

How could they have overlooked that? Giselle was absolutely in the know. She’d gone after Jade first, caught them completely off guard, steering their attention in the wrong direction. Jade was probably just a decoy.

Their enemy was using the Montgomery family’s old rivals to do their dirty work!

Giselle didn’t even have to get her own hands dirty—just a whisper about Mila and Lysander’s relationship in the right ear would be enough. No one would care if they were divorcing; if Mila was a threat to Lysander, they might even—God, would they go so far as to kill her?

If they’d already resorted to kidnapping, what wouldn’t they do?

Damn it!

Miranda instantly grabbed her phone and called Lysander. She couldn’t worry about exposing Mila’s secret trip abroad now—Mila was missing. That was all that mattered.

If this really was tied to the Montgomery family, at least they could focus their search, narrow down the possibilities, and maybe, just maybe, bring Mila home faster.

The phone rang and rang, but no one answered.

Miranda took a deep breath, on the verge of cursing, when Sophie spoke up quietly beside her. “It’s eight in the morning in London right now.”

Still in bed at this hour? Miranda wasn’t buying it. She called again, and again, stubbornly refusing to give up until, on the umpteenth try, someone finally picked up.

“What is it?” Lysander’s voice was cold, almost icy.

Miranda didn’t bother with pleasantries. “Mila’s gone missing overseas. Does this have anything to do with your family?”

There was a pause—a heartbeat, maybe two.

“She’s out of the country?”

His voice was tight, barely controlled, simmering with anger. Before Miranda could say anything else, he hung up. When she tried again, there was only silence.

“Well?” Sophie asked.

“It’s the Montgomerys, no doubt about it.”

After that reaction, Miranda was sure. Damn that Lysander. She was close to hating him now.

Ever since Mila got involved with the Montgomerys, nothing in her life had gone right.

The longer Miranda thought about it, the angrier she became. If anything happened to Mila, she’d hold the Montgomery family, Lysander, and Giselle all responsible. She wouldn’t let any of them off the hook.

“At least we have a lead now,” Sophie said, letting out a long breath. She whipped out her phone and started making calls, calmly and efficiently redirecting the search teams.

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