When Lysander heard Leonard's words, his expression froze over completely.
His eyes, sharp and cold, fixed on Jade. "Mrs. Sutherland, are you really going to force this issue?"
Jade smiled, picking up the steaming cup of tea Mila had just poured for her, and took a leisurely sip.
"Those who play dirty have no right to complain," she replied with a calm demeanor. "I'm giving you a chance by not having the dress forcibly stripped off you. Think about it. You played your games and deceived me, parading that dress in front of me as if there'd be no consequences."
Lysander remained silent.
He abruptly turned to Mila, who hadn't spoken yet. "Is this all because of Giselle? I've told you, we're just friends. Do you really have to make a scene?"
Jade's expression darkened, ready to retort, but Mila spoke first. "Do you even believe what you're saying?"
Friendship taken to this extent was quite something.
"And furthermore, Lysander," Mila continued, distancing herself from him coldly, "this is a business issue between you and my mentor. Let's not drag personal matters into it. It's petty. Besides, do you really think you have the moral high ground here?"
The shame should be overwhelming.
Blatantly cheating, using joint assets to purchase a custom dress worth millions for a mistress, and still talking about personal matters?
It's revolting!
...
Unexpectedly, Lysander chuckled at her words. "Is the lady really so upset? I can explain."
Mila turned her eyes away in disgust.
Jade's voice cut in, icy and firm. "Chairman Montgomery, the situation is clear—this is business. If you insist on dragging in personal issues, I will have you thrown out."
Lysander's expression showed a hint of resignation.
This matter could be resolved easily.
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