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.

considered the consequences if news of

out?”

froze nervously,

Phoebe stammered, guilt written all over

” Let’s just take

next move?” Phoebe

off debts. Let’s focus on stabilizing our life here

though she

financial aspect. With or without Mila, she could still secure

For

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

of the book I completed three years ago in six different languages to your account.

Mila wasn’t occupied with work, she occasionally translated highly specialized

the price for one

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“I’m uncertain about the current market value, but considering it’s a specialized chemistry book,

to negotiate with the publishers for the final price.”

don’t you sell your paintings

from my

selling military design blueprints?

soured as she turned to Phoebe. “I don’t require a large sum of money, just enough to suffice.

Are you seriously suggesting that I

of hydronium instead? Perhaps I