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.

assignment resumed, picking up

for Project 905, appointing her as the chief engineer and

the list of project leaders,

strong connections despite lacking solid

to head to the frontiers

in Phoenicia,

their departure, Mila and Nathan visited Gary and Florence,

leaned beside her, both

head dipped, fingers entwined with Mila's as he softly caressed her hand. Though a smile graced his lips, a weight of reluctance burdened his

said their goodbyes, yet

embrace, she looked up

"What's wrong?" she inquired.

closer. Paying no heed to their parents' presence, he planted a kiss on her forehead. "I hate the thought of being away from

the election, you'll be with