The Wrong Woman

Chapter 340

Mila remained unfazed, her gaze fixed on the pages of her book “She won’t be able to tie the knot.”

Phoebe replied, “She won’t be marrying Mr. Morrison. Knowing she can’t win him over, turning to money to influence her connections in Sunterland to acquire your ID card and household registration. She plans to marry using your identity.”

Mila stared at Phoebe in shock

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Phoebe’s expression darkened as she hurriedly took a seat beside Mila. “Your grandmother is already arranging the wedding. Do you know who the groom is?”

“I don’t care who he is. How could Grandpa allow this?” Mila voiced her unease.

Phoebe sighed, “Your grandfather naturally objected, but he couldn’t dissuade Sally’s stubbornness, nor your unreasonable grandmother.”

Mila clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth. “Sally will go to any lengths to inherit the Hoffis family’s fortune.”

“What can we do?” Phoebe grasped her hand. “Mila, if she marries into Norvania’s elite using your identity, it will lead to endless complications.”

“An elite?” Mila exclaimed, growing increasingly frustrated.

Phoebe nodded. “Yes, the groom’s father is the mayor.”

Mila felt a wave of anxiety wash over her, fully grasping the gravity of the situation.

she would undoubtedly encounter another round

navigate the intricacies of

myriad of complications

Mila murmured thoughtfully. “What truly worries. me is the prospect of

control over my grandparents‘ will, she might resort

waiting for? Tomorrow, they’re hosting the engagement banquet at the

marriage. The wedding itself will

remained hesitant. “But what will happen to my parents if I reveal my

enduring humiliation and allowing

darkened as she grappled with her

Nate about this?” Mila proposed.

“Mila, can’t you see? Mr. Morrison has long wanted Sally and Oliver

Mila declared, “Very well, tomorrow, at the Phoenicia Grand Hotel, we’ll put on a grand spectacle

with a smile, her excitement palpable in

Dario and Samuel are unable to leave prison, we’ll have to bring

agreed, reaching for her phone to begin making arrangements. After a moment of consideration, she asked, “Do you think we should arrange for a

Mila declared, “That would be unnecessary. Let me handle the

Very we

felt assured about something, it would undoubtedly

headlines buzzed with the news of the engagement between

of Norvania’s business and political spheres graced

tactics, Nathan remained composed upon