NovelGoldChapter 48 Roland pulled out a crisp white handkerchief and leisurely wiped the traces of Leonard's grip from his hand. With a polite smile, he said, "Leonard, please inform your boss that Ms. Sutherland and I are leaving now." Leonard stood tall by the door, his voice cold and unyielding. "Mr. Lockwood, are you aware of the consequences of today's events?" Roland's grin didn't waver as he pocketed the handkerchief. Turning to Mila, he said, "Ms. Sutherland, shall we?" Once the two had departed, Leonard pulled out his phone and dialed Lysander.
"Sir, your wife has left with Roland. I apologize, I couldn't stop them." There was a brief silence before Lysander's voice cthrough the line, "If it's Roland, it's understandable you couldn't prevent it. Don't beat yourself up." "And as for her?" "Keep an eye on her, but let her be. She truly thinks Roland and the Lockwood family are easy to handle?" "Yes, sir." "Mr. Lockwood, I really appreciate your help today." In the parking lot, Mila expressed her gratitude but couldn't shake off Leonard's earlier warning. "Mr. Lockwood, your assistance today, considering the Lockwood and Montgomery families..." Roland chuckled, "Ms. Sutherland, don't overestimate your influence. This is a matter between the Lockwood and Montgomery families, not something you can disrupt on your own." So straightforward, she thought.
Mila sighed, "...That's a relief." It didn't matter to her whether people were blunt or not, as long as she wasn't caught up in it.
But the dynamics between the Montgomery and Lockwood families puzzled her. Weren't their elders supposed to be on good terms? Yet the younger generation seemed to be at odds.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtParticularly Roland, the elder of the Lockwood siblings, who never seemed to see eye to eye with Lysander, despite his brother's childhood friendship with him.
However, as Roland pointed out, the intricacies of the two families' affairs were not Mila's concern.
Nor could she influence them.
Mila recalled a previous conversation and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lockwood, about the old friend you mentioned... How has he been all these years?" She couldn't shake off the worry.
Roland studied her for a moment before replying with a gentle smile, "Ms. Sutherland, you know well enough. If he returns, he will find you, and then you can see and ask him yourself." Then Roland added, "I have just one thing to say-I hope when that tcomes, Ms. Sutherland, you won't deceive my friend with lies, as you did seven years ago." "I didn't..." Mila wanted to defend herself, but the words faltered. No matter the truth, she had indeed wronged that person.
Driving back to her studio, Mila's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts about the family gathering.
A sense of unease gnawed at her.
Trouble seemed to cin waves.
Her entangled marriage with Lysander was far from resolved, and now the ghosts of seven years past were resurfacing, one by one.
First Giselle, and now him...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt felt like they had cto settle old scores.
Yet in the chaos of the past, Mila had been the most powerless, a leafm blown by the wind, undeserving of such retribution. Mila tightened her grip on the steering wheel, a hardened resolve glinting in her eyes.
No matter what those returning intended, Mila was no longer then rootless leaf she dnce was. She was determined to confront whatever they had planned. Suddenly, her phone rang, breaking her train of thought.
She glanced at the screen on the dashboard-it was her son, Adrian, calling.
Why would he call at this hour?
Having just argued with Adrian's father, seeing her son's number stirred a mix of emotions. The m thought of Adrian's closeness to Giselle made her brow furrow slightly.
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