Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 77

When Lysander knocked and entered Jade's private suite, the heavy satin drapes were already pulled down over the large windows, creating an enclosed space illuminated by a stark, bright overhead light.

Near the door, four or five burly men in suits stood, their presence casting a tense and ominous atmosphere.

Despite sensing the tension in the room, Lysander maintained a calm, easy smile. He walked steadily into the suite and greeted Jade, who was seated across from him.

"Aunt Jade, it's been a while. How have you been?"

Jade reclined in her wooden chair, her response sharp and unyielding. "Spare me the pleasantries, Chairman Montgomery. I was doing just fine until you walked in."

Lysander chuckled good-naturedly and found a seat for himself. He knew Jade had never thought highly of him; their encounters were always fraught with barbed words. Moreover, he realized that if he didn't take a seat now, he'd be forced to stand throughout the conversation.

After settling down, he turned to Mila, who sat beside Jade, and greeted her with a warm smile. "Mrs. Sutherland."

Mila turned her head away, choosing to ignore him.

Seeing his lack of awareness, Jade's eyes flashed with anger, and she slammed her hand on the table. "Chairman Montgomery, let's get straight to business. I want the 'Moonblush Roses' back."

The 'Moonblush Roses' was the name of the couture wedding gown Giselle wore that evening.

Lysander smiled wryly. "Aunt Jade, that's rather unreasonable. I paid for that dress, and it's my choice who gets to wear it."

"Ha," Jade let out a cold laugh.

"Don't play dumb with me!"

"A Splendid couture, designed and crafted under my guidance, is more than just a dress."

"Do you think money is all it takes?"