All Chapters of Falling for My Ex-Husband's Enemy: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Lily stepped out of her car and onto the driveway of the grand Hamilton mansion, the imposing iron gates a testament to the family's wealth and power. The mansion itself was a sprawling structure that seemed to belong in a fairy tale, its old-world charm and beauty reminiscent of a queen's palace in London. The intricate stonework, the perfectly manicured lawns, and the grandeur of the entrance all combined to create an atmosphere of elegance and sophistication.As she walked towards the entrance, Lily couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer scale of the mansion. She had been here a few times before, but it still took her breath away. The Hamilton family was one of the most famous and influential families in the UK, and their home reflected their status.Upon entering the mansion, Lily was greeted by one of the staff members, who smiled and asked, "Can I help you, Ms. Everhart?""Yes, I'm here to see Mr. Hamilton," Lily replied with a smile. "Could you tell me where he is?"

The church hall was filled with mourners, all gathered to pay their respects to the late Albert Miller, Lewis's beloved grandfather. The atmosphere was somber, with a sense of loss and grief hanging in the air. Lewis stood at the podium, his eyes scanning the crowd as he prepared to deliver his eulogy.He took a deep breath, his voice shaking slightly as he began to speak. "Today, we gather to celebrate the life of an extraordinary man, my grandfather, Albert Miller. He was more than just a family member; he was a guiding light, a mentor,Lewis's voice cracked as he paused, collecting his thoughts. "Grandpa, you taught me the value of hard work, integrity, and compassion. You showed me that true strength lies not in wealth or power, but in kindness, empathy, and love.""You were more than just a grandfather to me; you were my rock, my confidant, and my only family—all I have."The room fell silent, with all eyes on Lewis as he struggled to contain his emotions. "I'll keep the promise

Edward leaned down to the baby's crib, his face inches from hers. He gently touched her soft cheeks, and the baby turned her head away, scrunching up her face. Richard watched the exchange and chuckled. "Looks like you're not her type, Edward."Edward stood up, a confident smile spreading across his face. "Impossible. Who wouldn't love a handsome guy like me? She's just a little confused, being new to the world and all. But mark my words, when she grows up, she'll be begging to go out with me."Richard raised an eyebrow, amused. "Begging to go out with you? I think she'll lose interest in boys altogether after seeing you."Edward shot Richard a mock-offended look, but before he could respond, Lily's voice drifted from the bed. "What are you two talking about? My daughter's love life, perhaps? I think I'll have to keep her away from both of you."Richard chuckled, and Edward rushed to Lily's side. "No, no, Lily, don't say that. We've gone through so much for her already. Besides, Richa

Three years had passed, and Lauren, or Lorry as Lily affectionately called her, had grown into a precocious and endearing child. The kitchen, once a place of solitary contemplation for Lily, was now filled with laughter and the clatter of tiny utensils. On this particular morning, Lily stood by the stove, her eyes fixed on her little daughter, who sat on a miniature chair, looking like a tiny queen in her kingdom."Hey Lorry , what do you want for breakfast, sweetie?" Lily asked, her voice warm with affection. Lorry looked up at her mother with big, round eyes that sparkled with a maturity beyond her years. She pondered the question for a moment, her small hands clasped together in her lap."Whatever you like, Mommy," Lorry replied, her voice soft but firm. "Whatever you make, I like." Lily's heart swelled with love and a tinge of nostalgia as she heard the words. There was something about Lorry’s response that reminded her of Lewis, Lorry’s father. The way she phrased her words, th

Lewis sat in the meeting room, his expression calm and collected as the project head, James Warner, and his team presented their findings. Lewis remained silent, not uttering a single word, his gaze fixed intently on the presentation. Oliver, who had worked with Lewis for years, noticed his boss's demeanor and felt a sense of unease. He knew that a silent Lewis was often a sign of an impending storm.As the presentation concluded, James smiled, expecting approval from his boss. Without any comments or questions, Lewis's silence seemed almost palpable. James glanced at his team, and they all looked relieved. Over the past three years, Lewis had become even more stringent and cold in his expectations.As Lewis stood up to leave, the room fell into an awkward silence. Everyone was confused, unsure of what to make of Lewis's reaction. Oliver hesitated for a moment before speaking up softly, "Sir, didn't you have any comments?"Lewis's expression remained unreadable as he turned to Oliver,