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 my

out?”

face turned pale, and she froze nervously, realizing the gravity

then?” Phoebe stammered, guilt written all

as she responded, ” Let’s just take it one

next move?”

responded, “We need to earn money to pay off debts. Let’s focus on

though she wasn’t

With or without Mila, she could still secure funding

For

accessed a cloud storage account on her phone, which had b dormant for over three years. After searching through it, she foun file and transferred it to Phoebe’s account.

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she occasionally translated highly specialized and significant books,

“Mila, what’s the

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value, but considering it’s a specialized chemistry book, the

need to negotiate with the

acknowledged before raising another question, “Why don’t you sell your paintings instead, Mila? Each one could

“The proceeds from my

Phoebe persisted, “Then what about selling military design