Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 109

The night was deep, and snowflakes danced under the streetlights.

At the entrance of Crimson Gardens, a luxurious residential area, a young couple bundled up in thick winter coats were engaged in a heated discussion with the security guard.

"Come on, man, just let us in. I swear I'm the brother-in-law of the Montgomery family—you know, Lysander Montgomery's brother-in-law!" the man pleaded.

"No way!" the guard responded bluntly.

There was no way he believed this scruffy-looking guy was related to the wealthy Montgomery family. If he really was, why couldn't he even afford a decent car? Besides, he looked completely unfamiliar.

Crimson Gardens was a high-end neighborhood, home to the elite. Without being a resident or having an escort, nobody was getting in. If something went wrong, it would be the guards who paid the price. Without proof, there was no chance they were letting anyone through.

Beside him, Charlotte was fuming at the guard's dismissive attitude. She pointed accusingly at him, her voice rising in anger.

"You snob! My brother-in-law is the head of the Montgomery family. If he finds out how you're treating us, you'll be out of a job before you know it!"

The guard didn't even blink. He had seen this kind of scene too many times—people trying to bluff their way in, claiming to be related to the wealthy residents. Nine times out of ten, it was a scam. The remaining few might be estranged relatives that the family didn't want to acknowledge.

"Get lost! If you keep blocking the entrance, we'll call the cops and have you charged with causing a disturbance!" he shouted, summoning a few more guards to usher them away from the driveway.

Charlotte stumbled as she was pushed aside, shouting angrily, "I'm pregnant! If you push me and something happens, it'll be on your heads!"

The guards immediately backed off, cursing their luck. Dealing with such a troublesome situation was the last thing they needed, especially this close to the holidays. But letting them in was out of the question.

Charlotte, seething with anger and humiliation, turned on Hugo, who had been silent this whole time.