Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 225

## Opulent Dining Room, Private Suite

In an elegant dining room, six individuals were seated around a round table. Besides Lysander and his two associates, there were members from the Forest Group.

Lysander's gaze swept over the unfamiliar faces, his brow furrowing slightly. They were already ten minutes late, and the team's key figure, Forrest Whitmore, was still absent.

This business negotiation had been fraught with delays, and his patience was wearing thin.

Prompted by Leonard, the three representatives exchanged uncertain glances before one of them stepped out with a phone to make a call. Moments later, he returned to the room, looking apologetically at Lysander.

"Mr. Whitmore wants to speak with you."

Mr. Whitmore? Could it be that Forrest Whitmore was his real name?

Lysander frowned, nodding for the phone to be put on speaker.

Once on speaker, a faint breeze could be heard from the other end. After a long pause, a man's smooth, pleasant voice broke the silence.

"Lysander, it's been a while."

Lysander instantly recognized the voice, his expression turning briefly dark before he regained his composure. He didn't reply.

The room was engulfed in a tense silence.

Giselle was taken aback. Did Lysander know someone from the Forest Group?

Just as she was about to ask, she caught sight of Leonard's displeased expression from the corner of her eye, and a sense of foreboding settled in her chest.

What was going on?

Realization dawned on her only when Lysander slowly enunciated a name, "Forrest Whitmore."

A warm laugh came from the other end, "Seven years, and you still remember me."

How could he forget?

Lysander's fox-like eyes were cold, though his tone remained calm. "When did you get back? Why didn't you say anything? I could have arranged a proper welcome for you."

The voice on the line chuckled, a bit muted. "Lysander, since when have we been the type to sit down for a pleasant meal together?"

This meeting ended on a sour note.

From the moment Lysander confirmed the identity on the other end of the line, he had abandoned any notion of cooperation. He was certain Forrest Whitmore felt the same way.

This was all intentional.

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The members of the Forest Group exited the suite, visibly relieved.