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?”

turned pale, and she froze nervously, realizing the gravity

should we do then?” Phoebe stammered, guilt written all over

” Let’s just take it one

next move?”

earn money to pay off debts. Let’s focus

agreement, though she wasn’t

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

location. For now, she had to rely on

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

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

she occasionally translated

the price for one book?”

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but considering it’s a specialized chemistry book, the

negotiate with the publishers for

before raising another question, “Why don’t you sell your paintings instead, Mila? Each one could generate millions, and it’s

her head resolutely. “The proceeds from my

military design blueprints? They’re