The Wrong Woman

At that moment, Mila's phone buzzed. With a heavy heart, she retrieved her phone and glanced at the screen.

It was a money transfer notification from Sienna.

Watching Sienna diligently repay her debts month after month, Mila couldn't shake off her unease.

Despite leading a challenging and hard life, Sienna remained steadfast and diligent. Mila held a deep admiration for her resilience.

Were it not for her identity as Suzanne, Mila would never have crossed paths with a friend like Sienna, who resided at the fringes of society. Sienna possessed an average education, held an ordinary job, lacked familial support, and had no influential connections to rely on. She depended solely on her own perseverance and hard work.

Despite grappling with financial difficulties, her family remained determined to save her father from cancer.

They were willing to liquidate all their assets and incur significant debt, owing hundreds of thousands of dollars, in pursuit of his treatment and recovery.

To Mila, this amount was inconsequential and hardly worth mentioning. She had no need for Sienna to repay it. Nevertheless, Sienna insisted on settling the debt, viewing it as a matter of honor and integrity.

The thought of Sienna working tirelessly to make ends meet weighed heavily on Mila's conscience. She decided to call her.

After a few rings, Sienna answered, her voice hushed as she asked, "Hey Wanda, what's up?"

you sent. Actually, you don't need to repay me immediately. Whenever you're in a better financial situation, you can pay

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know that's not

you isn't based on your status as the charity artist Inkwell or the granddaughter of

"l understand."

doing my part-time job right now, so I can't chat at the moment.” "Where are

before saying, "Give me your

"Sure."

that, Sienna ended the call and shared her location with Mila. Mila returned home

hands resting on the

by, the car suddenly slowed down. The

lurched as she

she spotted several familiar figures. Upon recognizing Nathan, her heart momentarily froze, her grip tightening

past them, Mila felt a sudden urge to call out to him. She watched as Nathan stood

need to get off." Irritated, the driver retorted, "There's a traffic jam up ahead,