“Come out first.

We’ll talk about it later,” Amya said firmly.

Miley couldn’t think of anything Amya would do or say to her at this late hour, but she didn’t refuse.

The call ended with an agreement to meet at a cafe.

Miley attempted to guess Amya’s intentions, but it proved fruitless.

So, she gave up the guessing game, changed into something fresh, grabbed her car keys, and made her way out.

Arriving at the coffee shop earlier than planned, she noticed it was quieter than usual, perhaps a bit late for a bustling crowd.

Despite the subdued atmosphere, Miley opted for a private room considering Amya’s standing and the potential discomfort of their talk.

Restlessly, she took a seat, constantly checking her phone.

She tried to call Neville, but his phone was switched off.

Miley furrowed her brow.

then, the

adorned in elegant

usual disdainful

usual, Miley greeted her

settled into her seat,

like a

waved off

jumped straight

here for one

Leave my son.

had her suspicions, found herself slightly unsettled by the earnest look in

her coffee, feigning composure, and inquired, “What brings this up all of a

“Neville has discovered someone more suitable

head, disbelief

“That can’t be true.

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