The Wrong Woman

After their visit with the Morrisons, Nathan led Mila and Jasper back to Hoffis Manor. Phoebe had already packed their bags, preparing them for their departure to the frontiers the following day. After a night of tenderness, exhaustion lulled Mila to sleep, while Nathan grappled with restless thoughts, unable to find slumber. Holding Mila in his arms, he observed her serene face, a quiet unease settling within him.

Sending her and Jasper to the frontiers before the elections was crucial as a step toward settling matters with Oliver. Whether openly or covertly, lawful or otherwise, it had to be done.

With the robust security at the military base, Nathan believed it was the best choice for their safety.

The next morning, Nathan escorted Mila and Jasper onto a military aircraft. As they prepared to part, she clung to him, whispering with a heavy heart, "I'll wait for you."

Nathan tenderly caressed her cheek and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I'll join you soon."

Mila's eyes glistened with tears, yet she managed a brave smile, masking her apprehension.

As the plane took off, Nathan finally felt a semblance of peace settle over him.

After several hours of flight, the plane landed at a military airport near the frontiers. A military vehicle stood ready at a short distance from the base.

Holding Jasper close, with Phoebe trailing behind carrying their luggage, Mila approached the waiting vehicle.

As she neared, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the person who had come to welcome her.

Jacob greeted her warmly, "Madam, you've had a long journey."

"Jacob, why are you here?" Mila looked puzzled.

With deep respect, Jacob answered, "Mr. Morrison sent me to pick you up."

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