Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 34
Adrian, sensing the tension in the air, obediently nodded and scampered upstairs.
Now, the living room was left with just the Montgomery family-Conrad, his son Lysander, and Lysander's wife, Mila. None of them
looked particularly pleased.
Conrad surveyed his son and daughter-in-law with a stern expression. "I've told you before," he said in a low voice, "don't bring
your marital issues here. In this house, especially in front of your mother, you better put on a show of being the perfect couple.
Understand?"
Lysander let out a soft, dismissive click of his tongue, agreeing verbally but showing little respect for his father on his face.
Mila remained silent, watching the scene unfold with a cool detachment.
She wasn't deeply involved in the affairs of Montgomery Holdings, but over time, she had gathered that Conrad and Lysander
had been at odds within the company due to their differing visions. Their ability to appear civil in the family home was solely out
of respect for Lysander's mother.

Conrad cast a brief, indifferent glance at Mila and then turned to Lysander. "Come with me to the study."
As Conrad and Lysander headed upstairs, Mila stayed behind, well aware they were going to discuss company matters-topics
she was never involved in.
Ever since their marriage, Lysander had kept her at arm's length, barring her from any involvement with Montgomery Holdings or
even from applying for jobs there. Their marriage had long since become a relationship in name only.
Indifferent to the family's disregard, Mila settled on the sofa with her tablet, watching videos from Fashion Week.
The past couple of months had been a bustling time for international fashion events.
For now, she could only watch from afar.
In the second-floor study.
Conrad sat behind the desk, while Lysander took a seat to the side. The tension between father and son was palpable.

"Lysander, you've grown wings, haven't you? Ignoring your father as if his words mean nothing. Don't forget, I'm still on the board
and a shareholder of the company!"
"Dad, once I make a decision, I don't change it."
Lysander's voice was low and cold. Even as he faced his father's anger, he remained calm and steady.
"Moreover, I hold more than half the sway in the boardroom now. The subsidiary focusing on Al is a done deal. If you're not

satisfied, we can take it to the board, but the outcome won't change."
"You ungrateful child!"
Conrad hurled a teacup in anger.
Lysander sidestepped as the cup smashed against the floor behind him.
"Dad," Lysander said with a serene expression, "Seven years ago, I listened to you and gave up further studies in Al to take over
the company, following the path you laid out for me. Now Montgomery Holdings is under my control, and it's time for you to let go
of your outdated ways."
Montgomery Holdings, a heavyweight in the heavy industry, with annual sales exceeding a hundred billion dollars, operated
globally in sectors like oil extraction, power supply, and mineral trade finance. Yet, it had steered clear of Al, all because of
Conrad's traditionalist stance.
But Al was Lysander's passion and the wave of the future.
Seven years ago, he was in a weaker position and had to bow down; now, he would not relent on any front.
Conrad, familiar with his son's tenacity, realized that the establishment of an Al- focused subsidiary was non-negotiable, but he
scoffed.
"You may have grown too big for your boots, but your new company president, that girl from the Harvey family, what are you up
to with her?"
Lysander lowered his gaze and replied softly, "That's my personal affair, Dad. Stay out of it."
Conrad warned, "Whatever you do in your personal life, keep it away from your mother. She wouldn't be able to handle it."

Lysander remained silent, eyes cast down.