The Wrong Woman

Mila couldn't suppress a chuckle. Lillian seemed oblivious and vastly overestimating herself.

With graceful poise, Mila replied, "Even the President himself wouldn't dare speak so recklessly. Yale hasn't even taken office, and you're already this arrogant. Who knows what will happen if the nation is under his leadership."

Lillian, gritting her teeth, pointed at Mila, spitting out menacingly, "Wanda Hoffis, just you wait." Without a backward glance, she stormed off.

Yale cast a heated gaze at Mila for a moment and flashed a gentle smile. With that, he followed Lillian out.

Zach approached Mila, concern evident on his face. "Chubs, are you alright?"

Returning to the moment, Mila took Zach's arm with a sigh, guiding him towards the house. "Grandpa, whatever the reason, never allow Yale and Lillian in again. There's no one in Norvania Nate can't offend. We must stand our ground."

Zach smiled knowingly, proud as he responded, "Understood. With Nate supporting us from behind, we have nothing to fear."

Mila held back a smile, nodding in agreement.

As the election day drew nearer, Nathan's days became increasingly hectic.

for Mila's frontiers assignment resumed, picking up

905, appointing her

the list of project leaders, she noticed

known for strong connections despite lacking solid expertise. His inclusion hinted at some leniency in the project's

needed to head to the frontiers with Jasper and join Project 905

Nathan remained in Phoenicia, occupied until the election's

of their departure, Mila and Nathan visited Gary and

cradled Jasper while Gary leaned beside her,

he softly caressed her hand. Though a smile graced

hadn't even said their goodbyes, yet the ache

into his embrace, she looked up into his striking face. His eyes were

"What's wrong?" she inquired.

he planted a kiss on her forehead. "I hate the thought of being away from

election, you'll be with us at the frontiers."