The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 237

In truth, Sloane wasn't losing sleep over the money itself. What truly infuriated her was that her mother had built that wealth side by side with her father, and now the fruits of their labor were being handed over to some mistress.

"But it's fine. My private investigator finally got a lead. Turns out this homewrecker has a childhood sweetheart she grew up with. I've got my people digging into it right now. I'm hoping for a very pleasant surprise."

Listening to the endless drama, Madeline felt exhausted on Sloane's behalf.

Seeing Sloane rubbing her temples in frustration, Madeline stood behind her and gently massaged them, instantly easing the tension.

"But Madeline, there's something else..."

Sloane's voice dipped with hesitation.

"Miles Monroe is hiding somewhere. My guys checked The Monroe Residence a few times, but he's nowhere to be found."

Madeline's fingers paused. "It's fine. Now that he's back in the city, he'll come looking for me eventually."

She hated Miles, and she knew the lunatic harbored the same hatred for her.

Him tracking her down was only a matter of time.

"Yeah," Sloane murmured, though the deep unease in her chest wouldn't settle.

"Just stay at Willow Lane for now. Miles will never find you here."

"I will. I still have two days off anyway, so I can spend some proper time with Evie."

Shortly after Sloane left, Madeline received a call from Seraphina demanding they meet at The Registry Office.

Madeline didn't waste a second. After letting Fiona know, she headed straight out.

By the time she arrived, Seraphina was already waiting.

"Mrs. Yates," Madeline greeted softly.

Although she and York had signed the papers, the divorce wasn't finalized. She didn't want to give anyone ammunition to call her disrespectful, maintaining the polite boundary they had always shared.

Seraphina shot her a look of pure disgust. "Don't you dare call me that!"

Every time she thought of York clinging to life in the ICU, her stomach twisted with venomous anger.

Throwing all high-society grace out the window, she couldn't summon even a shred of civility toward Madeline.