The Wrong Woman

Nathan sat down on the lounge sofa, while Mila dragged a chair to sit in front of him with a glass coffee table separating them.

They fixed their gaze on each other. Even the most passionate gaze from the man was overshadowed by Mila's composed demeanor. It created a sense of distance and detachment.

Nathan leaned against the sofa. He gently asked, "When did you return to Norvania?"

Mila was stunned. She asked back, "Aren't you here to discuss my family matters?"

Nathan asked with an annoyed tone, "So, with our current relationship, I can't even send my regards to you?"

Mila lowered her head. She lightly fiddled with the buttons on her coat as she remained silent.

Nathan had a heartache by looking at her subdued demeanor. Yet, he didn't want to distress her further, so he changed the subject.

"After Avery took over your grandfather's businesses, they haven't depleted. In fact, under her management, their market value has increased by over 50 billion dollars.

"Over the past six months, she's been gradually transferring the businesses and assets overseas. Although most of the businesses have been transferred abroad, the assets are still under Avery's name. "Once your grandfather returns safely, these assets will transfer back under his name. In terms of assets, it's currently within a manageable scope.

“For the past six months, Oliver has vanished without a trace, so there hasn't been a single word about your family's whereabouts."

After speaking, Nathan silently looked at Mila as he awaited her reaction.

still kept her head lowered. Her face became gloomy, and the buttons

about her thoughts, so he felt a bit anxious. “I've been investigating—" Nathan's words were suddenly cut

previous question, "I've been back for a week." Nathan

was happy and sad

happy because she finally agreed

because she had been back for

be calm. She looked up at Nathan and forced a seemingly indifferent

despicable tactics to defile you and then disappear. I hope General Morrison

frowned as he interrupted with a more serious tone, "Defile?" Mila felt bitter in her heart. While she pretended to be calm,

He snorted, "If I didn't

obviously didn't want

explained, "That is because..." he stopped midway through speaking. He felt

speak,

not bother about matters between Nathan and Fenna,

because she wanted to

casually asked, "I heard you and Fenna are

his brows. He

you say so. Staff at the camp even call her “Madam