The Wrong Woman

Mila was furious. The fact that Nathan seemed unaware of having such a superficial friend like Fenna by his side only intensified her rage further.

What kind of sibling bond did he believe they shared? Was he blind to Fenna's obvious admiration for him?

Shortly after Mila ended the call, Nathan immediately called her. Nonetheless, Mila declined the call, but her phone rang for the second time.

Mila quickly sent a message explaining, "My phone ran out of battery.” She then powered off her device.

At that moment, the cab arrived at the riverside.

A wide boulevard was adorned with an array of merchandise, drawing in numerous tourists leisurely strolling along the riverbank.

Mila navigated through the lively crowd, scanning the stalls until she finally spotted Sienna at the far end.

items, from basic

with a smile as she noticed Mila, enthusiastically rising from her

sadness as she glanced at the items on Sienna's

to sit on the only stool available, crouching down to meet Mila's gaze with optimism and cheer. "It's been a busy day. I was just swamped with customers, so I couldn't chat with you earlier." "Are you quite busy?" Mila asked

I'm busy dealing with customers, but on others, I hardly get any sales.” Mila gently held Sienna’s hand. "How much have you made today?" With a spark of excitement in her eyes,

a bitter pang lingered in her

tonight. Let me treat

then, a customer approached, picking up a glass bead

promptly stood up, wearing a charming

starry sky design. It's

and then set it back down. "It's too pricey,”