After her failed attempt to divorce, Mila found herself constantly under surveillance.
The reasons for her inability to escape were numerous. The Wayne family’s influence was one factor, the tight security was another, but perhaps the most significant was that all her identification documents—passport, ID card, and more—were confiscated.
Now that Lysander was at the hospital with Giselle and unlikely to return anytime soon, Mila considered this a golden opportunity to search Crimson Gardens for her documents. Without them, even if Miranda and Roland managed to free the Wayne family from the stalemate, she’d still be trapped, unable to move freely.
The thought of finally breaking free sparked a glimmer of hope within her.
All she needed now was a plausible excuse to leave the old mansion without raising suspicion.
However, before she could devise a plan, the guests from the Fontaines were preparing to leave.
In the cozy warmth of the conservatory, Felicity clung to her older brother’s sleeve, visibly upset. You’ve come all this way. Can’t you stay a little longer?
Next time, I promise, Xavier replied, gently ruffling his sister’s hair with a warm smile. Tomorrow, your sister-in-law and I have to catch a flight to Japan. But we’ll send Archie over every weekend to check on you.
The final agreement was that Archie would spend weekends at the Montgomery estate, learning from his cousin Lysander.
Mila had overheard Felicity mentioning this arrangement and was internally skeptical. Whether Lysander would agree was one thing, but given Archie’s blatant disdain for his cousin, she doubted it would end well. It seemed like a recipe for chaos rather than cooperation.
And as for learning how to be a decent person? Perhaps Lysander should figure that out for himself first!
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As the Fontaines’ car disappeared into the thickening night, Archie sat sulking in the front seat, refusing to bid farewell. Once they were out of the villa’s grounds, he finally spoke up, defiant and unyielding.
Xavier’s face flushed with anger, his composure slipping. He was ready to have the driver pull over and give Archie a stern lesson right there.
Calm down, calm down, Gina interjected, trying to soothe her husband and glaring at her son. You could stand to say a little less!
Archie shrugged, falling silent for a moment.
Once Xavier regained his composure, though still simmering with irritation, he spoke again. Your cousin is not that kind of person, and you, with your track record, have no right to criticize anyone!
Hearing this, Archie flared up again.
I’ve said it multiple times, those girls mean nothing to me. Just because I’m nice to them and talk a bit more doesn’t mean we’re dating!