Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 489

“Easy.”

Giselle grinned. “First, don’t chase after her all the time—give her a taste of distance, just enough to make her anxious. But don’t go so cold you push her away. It takes finesse. Just follow my lead. Trust me, it’ll work.”

...

The FM Group.

Forrest set his phone down, one eyebrow raised in mild surprise. He hadn’t expected Giselle to be quite so... resourceful in this area. She sounded like someone who’d been through this before, though he couldn’t say how useful her advice would actually be.

Truth be told, he didn’t think much of half her suggestions. Some were questionable at best and could easily backfire. Still, there were a few worth trying.

And she did have a point.

But for him, the biggest payoff from working with Giselle had already been achieved. She claimed to understand Mila, but how could she possibly know her better than he did?

If there was one thing Mimi couldn’t stand, it was betrayal and lies.

When it came to Lysander, Forrest didn’t need to do much. All he had to do was give Mimi a discreet heads-up, and with her sharp instincts, she’d uncover the truth herself—and the resulting fury would be unstoppable. If, on the other hand, Mimi was left in the dark, and Lysander showed up later with excuses and apologies, maybe—just maybe—he’d stand a chance at redemption.

But if Mimi found out on her own, that was a whole different story. Forrest had already seized the advantage.

Lysander’s downfall was inevitable.

Even if he came crawling back, there’d be no way to explain himself.

But taking Lysander out of the game wasn’t Forrest’s end goal. It was just a stepping stone—what he really wanted was Mimi.

Might as well give Giselle’s ideas a shot.

Maybe, just maybe, it would get him closer to what he wanted.

Forrest spun his phone between his fingers, his mind made up.

...

“What?”

Mila listened to Forrest on the other end of the call, her mouth half-open, then let out a sigh. “That’s Giselle’s brilliant plan?”

After Forrest had come clean with her a few days ago, she had a better sense of their alliance. It was awkward, but, thinking about it, she supposed this was exactly the sort of thing Giselle would come up with. She didn’t protest.

But she honestly hadn’t expected Giselle to be so invested in all this. It was almost... touching.

“So, what does Mimi think?” Forrest asked, amusement in his voice.

Without looking back, Mila made her way into the lavish, over-the-top restaurant, her steps slowing with every stride. By the time she reached the entrance, she was practically crawling. Her phone buzzed insistently from her bag, finally forcing her to grit her teeth and push forward. She ignored the hostess and strode straight to the stairs, heading for the private dining rooms on the second floor.

She stopped in front of door 202, heart pounding.

She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Inside, the laughter and conversation abruptly ceased. Two people turned their heads to look at her—a man and a woman.

Candlelight, flowers, an elegant meal—clearly a date.

The man, of course, was Forrest.

Mila swallowed her embarrassment and forced herself to look at the woman. To her surprise, she recognized her—the heiress, Janice Burke.

Which made this all the more impossible.

Janice was the first to speak, frowning in confusion. “Sutherland? Chairman Sutherland?” She seemed genuinely puzzled. Janice had only ever encountered the now-infamous Chairman Sutherland once before, at a business gala with her father. She remembered her vividly.

But what on earth was Sutherland doing here?

After all, this was supposed to be a matchmaking lunch.