The Wrong Woman

Chapter 313

All the scientists were left dumbfounded. With Mila and the team of experts‘ relentless effort, an environmental problem that would have taken over a month to rectify was resolved completely within five days.

Representatives from Norvania and several international reporters flocked to the military base. Yet, only a single spokesperson was sent by the base to manage the media frenzy.

Both the mechanical and chemical science research divisions hailed Mila as their undisputed icon. Every time she stepped into the cafeteria, Mila found herself encircled by a swarm of people. A deluge of questions bombarded her.

Save for details concerning her identity and past, Mila addressed every inquiry with unwavering transparency. As a result, increasingly specialized scientists realized that this outwardly gentle and demure woman was anything but ordinary.

Despite her youth, her vast knowledge and formidable expertise rivaled seasoned professors.

Cole burst into the confines of Nathan’s office, his demeanor urgent. “General Morrison.”

Nathan reclined in his chair, eyes shut in exhaustion. “What is it?”

Cole persisted, “General Morrison, Wanda is a Sunteri. She’s a chemistry major at the Sunterland National Defense University. But aside from that, her background remains a

mystery.”

Nathan offered a weary hum in response, visibly drained from days of relentless toil.

“General Morrison, all the chemistry professors now vouch for her extraordinary abilities and consider her a rare gem. They earnestly implore you to retain her at the military base.”

Nathan frowned. “She divorced me without taking a penny. Her grandfather is the wealthiest man in Norvania, yet she refuses to acknowledge him or inherit his fortune. How can I possibly retain someone so indifferent to wealth?”

After a brief pause, Cole interjected, “General Morrison, there’s one more thing.”

“What is it?”

Cole continued, “The engineers from the Armaments Division report that Ms. York effortlessly deciphers their blueprints. She even identified flaws in an automatic handwheel and proposed improvements.

“The resulting products, refined based on her suggestions, have surpassed all standards, boasting exceptional precision.”

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followed suit.

experts present. “Are there truly. only three countries with access to this technology and these

solemn nod. “Yes. Azurium is widely used, but it’s extremely expensive. Norvania has been trying for a decade to manufacture these machines, let alone unravel the refining process

it in a day is nothing

this isn’t

tirelessly to manufacture the machines, with raw materials flooding in from all

it appeared a venture of

a ludicrous endeavor. This. matter even caught Donald’s attention, prompting him to call multiple times to intervene.

and assets to manufacture these

Nathan’s resolve seemed nonsensical and incredulous.

it alone, solely because he believed that even if Mila

debugged, and the raw materials were put into operation. After two

by Joe and Alan, along with other specialized teams, targeted the refining process to

left dumbfounded, shocked as if witnessing a miracle unfold before their

the Glacial Elixir. As it sprayed, the purple particles in the air were instantly purified.

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dumbfounded. With Mila and the team of experts‘ relentless effort, an environmental problem that would have taken over a month to rectify was resolved completely within five days.

base. Yet, only a single spokesperson

into the cafeteria, Mila

with unwavering transparency. As a result, increasingly specialized

knowledge and formidable expertise rivaled seasoned professors.

the confines of Nathan’s office, his demeanor urgent. “General Morrison.” Nathan reclined in his chair, eyes shut in

persisted, “General Morrison, Wanda is a Sunteri. She’s a chemistry major at the Sunterland National Defense University.

in response, visibly drained from

abilities and consider her a rare gem.

divorced me without taking a penny. Her grandfather is the wealthiest man in Norvania, yet she refuses to acknowledge him or inherit his fortune. How can I possibly retain someone so indifferent to

interjected, “General Morrison,

“What is it?”

effortlessly deciphers their blueprints.