The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 188 Two Edge Sword

Lysander simply flashed a subtle smile.

Good friend.

These words were once a thorn in her heart, but now they had become a double–edged sword aimed at Josiah.

Zachary was still explaining, “We’ve known each other for over twenty years and grew up together. We went to the same school, from elementary to high school. When she was deciding her college major, I was the one who helped her choose medicine.”

The expression on Josiah’s face couldn’t be any gloomier.

Taking advantage of the situation, Lysander said, “Mr. Guerra is planning to buy our neighborhood’s land to develop it into an amusement park, hence his visit to survey the area.”

Zachary suddenly understood. “Oh, so that’s what it was, I initially thought it was…”

Josiah expression drastically changed. “What did you think it was?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing. As soon as I got home, my mom mentioned that our neighborhood is scheduled for demolition. Turns out, it’s actually driven by Mr. Guerra. That’s quite a coincidence.”

Lysander spoke softly. “Mr. Guerra mentioned that he plans to build a house within Harborbrook for us to be resettled. That would solve our housing problem in the future.”

“Really? That’s fantastic! My mom was just worrying about having to rent a house. Oh, Lysander, should our families choose the same floor and continue being neighbors? Our parents could keep visiting each

to my house for a free meal, just

irresistible. I can chip in for the groceries and even lend

expenses. My mom always thought she was an exceptional cook, but sadly, both Michelle and I barely eat at home. And you know how my dad is, he never says anything complimentary. But you, on the other hand, always have a creative way to praise her cooking. Not only that, you’d

“Don’t air my dirty laundry in front of others, alright?

now that you’re here, don’t leave. When I just came down from upstairs, my mom mentioned she was about to cook. Want to join us for

rubbing his hands together with a sly

for Mdm. Camila as well. That way, she won’t

smile, his eyes sparkling. “That’s fantastic,” he said. “My mom has never liked cooking, and I’m sick to death of

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to come over to my place for meals. It’s just my parents at home, and they’d enjoy

be

“Don’t worry about it.”

at Josiah and said, “Mr. Guerra, we’ll be taking

treat.”

and

they weren’t walking fast, Zachary’s voice could still be faintly

his bride–to–be, he’s out here looking at property? Talk

just gave a slight smile, calmly stating. “As long as the bride