The Wrong Woman

Mila suppressed a smile, choosing not to reveal much, although she knew it well.

She said, "Phoebe, my accomplishments today aren't solely the result of intelligence, but diligence as well. We all have the same amount of time. If we aim to learn and excel, we must be willing to sacrifice our time and delve into our pursuits.

"Instead of spending one or two hours chatting aimlessly, which doesn't ease longing and only waste our time, why bother?"

Phoebe smiled and asked, "So, that's why General Morrison thinks you're ruthless? You cut off all contact with him ten years ago."

Mila gently patted Phoebe's head and reminded her, "Love isn't everything in life. We must learn to assess. Even if we deeply love someone, we mus consider if they're worth it."

"Is he worth it then?" Phoebe asked further.

Mila blushed slightly and bit her lips. After thinking it over for a moment, she replied, "For now, he is."

Undeterred, Phoebe persisted, "Mila, Fenna treats him like some sort of obsession. Will General Morrison ever change his mind?"

Mila's expression darkened with a touch of bitterness as she softly said, "Go focus on your matters. Don't disturb my work."

"Okay," Phoebe obediently acquiesced. She returned to the couch and took out her phone to play games.

her phone

her mind. "Will General Morrison ever change

she picked up her phone

her a few voice messages yesterday. However,

her phone, it was already late at night.

today, she still hasn't

wondered if she should be

much contemplation, Mila decided against responding altogether. She set down

Soon, her phone rang.

her documents, she reached for her phone and glanced at the screen.

brought the phone to her ear. She continued to read the data without shifting

resonated through

lifting her gaze to the scenery

carried an unusual solemnity as he spoke, "Sienna has been missing for a week. Do you know where she

has already resigned. Didn't you