The next morning, Milo woke early and began packing his suitcase. He muttered something about moving to one of the casinos to stay, just in case Lucian showed up again and distracted him from what he needed to focus on.I followed Milo back to one of the casinos. He chose the lounge on the top floor as his temporary space. I’d placed orchids there—so many orchids. Lucian had once mentioned that he liked them, so I’d bought countless bouquets, placing them in every lounge of every casino I owned. I had tended to them personally over the years, never letting anyone else care for them.Milo paused in front of one of the pots, murmuring again, "Orchids were actually my favorite too. Did you know that, Elara?"I froze, watching as a tear fell from his eye.All these years, I had ignored Milo, only focusing on Lucian. Then I suddenly remembered, that night at the our gathering, when I was so focused on my match dress with Lucian, Milo wore the powder blue one—the one color that was perfect

“There’s no need,” Milo replied icily. “For the sake of our past, just leave already. Haven't you caused enough pain to her already? And take your crazy wife with you, or I’ll have my men handling you two. You know it won’t end well.”“Also,” Milo added, his voice cutting through the tension, “you and Elara were divorced. You have no say in what happens to her remains. Remember that.”“Stay away from Elara, including her ashes and her tomb.”Selene sneered from Lucian’s back. “Even after they divorced, they were still closer than you’ll ever be.”“And don’t get me started on your casinos. They should’ve been Lucian’s. It was only right for him to take them over, not you, an outsider.”Milo sneered back. “So, you two came all this way, pretending to move Elara to a ‘better’ cemetery, when it’s really just about her casinos?”Selene laughed coldly. “Damn right. She stole Lucian from me, and now she owes us. Taking the casinos was the least we could do.”“And you agreed to this nonsense?”

I watched as Milo drove toward Lucian’s company. Inside, Lucian was slumped in his chair, doing nothing. But when he saw Milo, something shifted. He suddenly sprang to life, walking over to him.“Milo, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for what I said to you... and to Elara.”It seemed like he had learned the truth from his parents. Part of me almost felt sorry for him in that moment. I had loved him, after all. That part was true.But Milo didn’t flinch at Lucian’s apology. His voice was cold as he replied, “The person you should be most sorry for is Elara.”Lucian’s expression hardened. “Yes, I’m sorry for what I said to her... for what I did to her. I will divorce Selene. And I will take Elara away with me. I could move to a quieter place—far from here. Elara always dreamed of a peaceful life on a farm, you know? I’d take her now to a place like that, start over myself. Honestly, I’m just so tired of all the drama.”I could tell Lucian was speaking from the heart. But it didn’t matter now.We

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