The Wrong Woman

Chapter 277

Mila exited Sudvilla, dragging her suitcase behind her.

Phoebe emerged from the car, swiftly taking Mila’s suitcase and stowing it in the trunk.

Seated in the passenger seat, Mila stared out at the landscape, tears welling up in her eyes, an unfamiliar sense of discomfort engulfing

her heart.

It felt as though her heart was being pricked by a thousand needles, the ache nearly unbearable, Nathan’s memory haunting her every thought.

Phoebe settled into the driver’s seat, starting the engine before pulling away from the curb. “Mila, when are we heading back to Sunterland?” she inquired.

Mila turned her gaze to the passing scenery outside the window, her voice calm as she asked, “Did you make the report?”

“Yes, I did,” Phoebe responded solemnly. “The country needs you and is eager for your return as soon as possible.”

Mila’s lips twisted in bitterness as she took a deep breath. “You shouldn’t have rushed to report it.”

“Why not?”

“I need to handle things here first. It’s not going to be a quick process.

“That’s alright. The country won’t pressure you to return immediately.”

Resting her head on her hand, Mila felt a wave of helplessness washed over her. “True, nobody can force me, but there could be

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spies in Sunterland.

you considered the consequences if

out?”

and she froze nervously,

then?” Phoebe stammered, guilt written all over

responded, ”

our next move?” Phoebe inquired.

“We need to earn money to pay off debts. Let’s focus on stabilizing our life here

agreement, though she wasn’t

Mila, she could still secure funding from the

For now,

accessed a cloud storage account on her phone, which had b dormant for over three years. After searching through it, she

calmly, “I’ve uploaded translated versions of the book I completed three

with work, she occasionally translated highly specialized and significant books, alongside her sporadic art

the price for

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it’s a specialized chemistry book,

the publishers for the final price.”

acknowledged before raising another question, “Why don’t you sell your paintings instead, Mila? Each one could generate millions, and it’s

head resolutely. “The proceeds from my artwork

selling military design

she turned to Phoebe. “I don’t require a large sum

Are you seriously suggesting that I sell military

proposing to sell a few grams of hydronium instead? Perhaps I could even become the