The Wrong Woman

Nathan sat down on the lounge sofa, while Mila dragged a chair to sit in front of him with a glass coffee table separating them.

They fixed their gaze on each other. Even the most passionate gaze from the man was overshadowed by Mila's composed demeanor. It created a sense of distance and detachment.

Nathan leaned against the sofa. He gently asked, "When did you return to Norvania?"

Mila was stunned. She asked back, "Aren't you here to discuss my family matters?"

Nathan asked with an annoyed tone, "So, with our current relationship, I can't even send my regards to you?"

Mila lowered her head. She lightly fiddled with the buttons on her coat as she remained silent.

Nathan had a heartache by looking at her subdued demeanor. Yet, he didn't want to distress her further, so he changed the subject.

"After Avery took over your grandfather's businesses, they haven't depleted. In fact, under her management, their market value has increased by over 50 billion dollars.

"Over the past six months, she's been gradually transferring the businesses and assets overseas. Although most of the businesses have been transferred abroad, the assets are still under Avery's name. "Once your grandfather returns safely, these assets will transfer back under his name. In terms of assets, it's currently within a manageable scope.

“For the past six months, Oliver has vanished without a trace, so there hasn't been a single word about your family's whereabouts."

Nathan silently looked at Mila as

Her face became gloomy, and the buttons on her coat almost loosened due to her

her thoughts, so he felt a bit anxious. “I've been investigating—" Nathan's words were suddenly cut off by

answered his previous question, "I've been back for a week." Nathan

happy and sad

because she finally agreed to talk about

had been back for a week, but didn't

looked up at Nathan

such despicable tactics to defile you and then disappear. I hope General Morrison won't hold

bitter in her heart. While she pretended to be calm, she smiled and

more gloomy. He snorted, "If I didn't want it, would you be able to force

obviously

through speaking. He felt that explanations

speak, Mila's heart

free and easy, not bother about matters between Nathan and Fenna, but she couldn't get past this mental barrier

child in pursuit of happiness because she wanted to

for a moment. She casually asked, "I heard you

brows. He asked, "Who told you

Staff at the camp even call her “Madam