The Charming Ex–Wife
Chapter 533 Lysander <b>Is </b>My Bottom Line
<b>“</b><b>A </b>few months ago…” Lysander felt <b>a </b>bit guilty. “Dad, I didn’t deliberately keep it from you. I was <b>just </b>worried that you and Mom might overthink things. So, I wanted to wait for a more suitable opportunity to <b>discuss </b>this matter.”
“How did they manage to find you?”
“Because of the red string in my hand.”
Maverick nodded, his voice tinged with guilt. “Your mother and I didn’t tell you <b>because </b>we didn’t want you to overthink it. Over the years<b>, </b>we’vee to consider you as our own daughter.”
“I know, Dad… I know.<b>”</b>
“I <b>was </b>aware, you know, that secrets can’t be kept forever and that you would eventually find out. But then I thought you were all grown up now, and your biological parents hadn’t shown up. I thought perhaps they already had other ns in mind. Thinking that was the case, we decided not to burden you with all this messed up information to avoid distracting you from your work.”
A feeling of heaviness instantly enveloped Lysander’s heart when she heard those words.
The secret she had been cautiously hiding was not only exposed, but it happened amidst such chaotic circumstances.
Lysander’s temples were throbbing incessantly, her stress levels nearly doubled, and she faintly felt a wave of nauseaing on.
Maverick’s expression changed instantly when he noticed her paleplexion. “Are you feeling unwell? Did that guy do something to you?” he asked concernedly.
Lysander quickly began to exin, “Dad, I’ve just been under <b>a </b><b>bit </b>of work–rted stresstely, that’s all. I’ve already seen a doctor who assured me it’s nothing serious. As for what Lysanne said-”
“Let’s not dwell on that for now,” Maverick interjected, waving his hand dismissively. “I’m <b>just </b>d you’re <b>okay</b>. It seems like she wasn’t well–liked at your hospital. Quite a few people knew her and didn’t have <i>a </i>high opinion of her. Eventually, a crowd gathered, and she was escorted out.”
“I’m <b>just </b>afraid you and Mom would be taken advantage of.<b>”</b>
“By <i>that </i>mistress? She’s incapable of doing that!” Maverick noticed his daughter’splexion had improved, and he breathed a sigh of relief. “Let’s head home first. You need to rest properly.”
A wave of warmth surged in Lysander’s heart.
In this world, she still had a <b>ce </b>she could return to.
Meanwhile<b>, </b>the atmosphere surrounding Josiah waspletely different from that of Lysander.
<b>Maverick </b>was in a fit of rage<b>, </b>having already taken Lysander away. Despite his best <b>efforts </b><b>to </b>shake Dillon and Tiffany off<b>, </b><b>he </b><b>still </b>couldn’t catch up to Lysander and Maverick.
Moreover, there was a child in the house<b>, </b>so he had no choice but to return.
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<b>distress</b>. She <b>even </b>refused to drink <b>her </b>prepared milk form, only managing to take <b>a </b><b>few </b>sips if she was <b>held </b>and walked back and forth within the room.
<b>Josiah </b>was <b>consun </b>with worry. After reading the message, he quickly washed his <b>face </b>and devoted
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The baby suckled on the bottle for a while. mouth was still puckered up<b>. </b>She was holding back tears as she eagerly awaited Lysander’s return.
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If it were just the minor inconvenience he encountered, that would have been manageable. What truly irked Josiah was Tiffany and Dillon’s persistent presence, which seemed to haunt the room.
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The words Lysander wary of Dillon and Tiffany.
Dillon had the desire to please, but when it came to matters could do <b>was </b>stand by<b>, </b>wringing his hands.
of child–rearing, he was of no help. All he
Having worried enough about Josiah, Tiffany finally stopped asking about his wound. Instead, she said, “Jose, the baby is crying <b>so </b>hard that it’s pitiful. She must be missing her mother. How about letting me hold her?<b>”</b>
Without even batting an eye, Josiah casually remarked, “No need. You’re too young to take care of a child properly.”
Excited, Tiffany suggested, “But I can learn, can’t I? After all, girls are naturally more attentive. You, being a big man, can’t possibly take care of a baby properly. Come on, little one! Look here!”
The baby showed no interest in her feigned enthusiasm. Her lips puckered, and her crying intensified.
Josiah wore a displeased expression, his face darkening.
After much effort, he finally managed to soothe the young one
Ser crying wasn’t <b>as </b>intense.
Tiffany withdrew her hand, which had been reaching out to hold the child, and said, “I’m sorry. I was just trying to <b>distract </b>the baby. Jose, does she not like me?”
<b>Josiah </b>didn’t bother with pleasantries<b>. </b>He simply sidestepped her<b>, </b>carrying the baby over to the window to gaze at the nearby canyon.
Tiffany anxiously wrung <b>her </b>hands<b>, </b>continuing to
Should <b>I </b><b>call </b>Lysa toe back? What if the <i>baby </i>engage him in conversation. “Jose, are you upset<b>?</b>
cries herself sick? It’s tearing my heart apart just listening to it. How could Lysa bear to leave her child like this? It’s just too cruel…”
Dillon chimed in from the side<b>, </b>“Indeed, Mr. Guerra. I was actually hoping to ask Ms. Thorne about her coboration with Everhart Corporation.”
Listening to those familiar words from Tiffany, Josiah immediately knew what was going on.
With <b>a </b><b>scoff</b>, <b>Josiah </b>nced at Tiffany. “Lysander has been good to you before, Tiffany. Regardless of what <b>you’re </b>up to, let me make this clear. Don’ty a finger on <b>her</b><b>, </b>or it won’t just be you, but <b>the </b>entire <b>Riveron </b>Corporation will <b>cease </b><b>to </b><b>exist</b><b>.</b><b>”</b>
<b>Tiffany’s </b><b>face </b>turned <b>pale</b><b>, </b>and she <b>forced </b>augh. “What are <b>you </b>talking about, <b>Jose</b>? I don’t understand
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Chapter 533 Lysander Is My Bottom Line
“I don’t know whether these actions are instigated by Lysanne or if they’re your own initiative. But let me make one thing clear. Lysander is my bottom line. If you can’tprehend this, it’s fine. However, Mr. Lanister, you should understand how to proceed from here. You can weigh it yourself.”
Dillon’s face instantly turned sour. “Mr. Guerra, it’s not that serious… It’s nothing like that…”
Josiah coldly withdrew his gaze. “I’ve said all I need to say. You may leave now.”
“But the child is still crying…” Tiffany blinked, feigning regret as he said, “I was too hasty earlier. Lysa is <b>a </b>very organized person. She must have her reasons for leaving. This <b>is </b>my fault for being too naive and speaking without thinking. Jose, how about I stay and help out to thank Lysa for the help she gave in the capital?”
“She doesn’t need your gratitude,” Josiah decisively declined. “Nor do I.”
“But… Tiffany seemed quite troubled.
Upon noticing the displeased expression on Josiah’s face, Dillon quickly shook his head at his daughter, signaling her to stop speaking.
Josiah didn’t waste any more time on this subject. He picked up the room’sndline and instructed the front desk to bring the service staff who had taken care of the child when he and Lysander had left.
The service staff, a parent herself, skillfully soothed the baby with ease. She gently suggested, “The baby must be missing her mother.”
Josiah’s expression softened slightly when he noticed that the baby had stopped crying. “You don’t need to resume your work for the next few days. I’ve arranged a different job for you. Until this child’s mother returns, you’ll be in charge of looking after her. Your original sry and bonuses <b>will </b>continue to be paid as usual, and on top of that, you’ll receive an additional payment at the top market rate for a housekeeper.”
The service staff was overjoyed. “Thank you, Mr. Guerra.”
Unwilling to give up, Tiffany asked, “Jose, it’s really hard for thisdy to take care of the baby alone. How about I stay and help? I really like children.”
The service staff, fearing the loss of her doubled sry, quickly reassured, “No need! I can handle the task on my own. Besides, you clearly look like a prominent youngdy. Taking care of children is a tough job. You might not be able to handle it.”