The Wrong Woman
Chapter 291

Loretta looked confused. "Why can't you go?"

Sally hesitated. She was unsure how to respond. Mila sniggered and left the sick room without saying a word.

Naturally, Sally couldn't be in Sunterland. Surveillance cameras were everywhere in Sunterland, and facial recognition would identify her upon entry. She would undoubtedly be arrested within seconds as a most wanted fugitive.

Even if she managed to avoid the surveillance cameras, Mila knew she wouldn't be able to pass the facial and fingerprint recognition during the documentation process. Moreover, Sally Hoffis was a highly classified researcher at Sunterland.

Mila went upstairs and happened to see Phoebe coming her way.

"Mila, I handed Mr. Morrison the clothes and the food," Phoebe whispered.

"Okay." Mila nodded.

"Where have you been?"

Mila pointed to Zach's sick room.

"How is Mr. Hoffis Senior doing?"

Mila murmured in Phoebe's ear, "He's fine. He's just pretending to be sick. Since I got Sally and Oliver into conflict, my grandparents are safe, at least for now." "What do you mean?"

"Sally's not getting my grandparents into trouble for now because Norvanian law doesn't allow foreigners to inherit Norvanian property." Mila grinned. Phoebe understood all at once. She blinked and exclaimed, "Mila, you're incredible."

"You should take the opportunity to sneak into Oliver's and Sally's room and see if you can find any information about my parents," Mila suggested.

"I will."

"Just be careful." Mila patted her on the shoulder.

"Got it."

Mila nodded in response and headed for the room. Yet, Phoebe suddenly turned and said, "Mila, I bought some masks for you. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Mila nodded guiltily before entering the room. Wearing a mask now probably wouldn't make much difference since she had fed Nathan medicine and water by mouth last night. She closed and locked the door. Nathan was dressed in black leisure wear, staring silently at the torrential rain outside the window with his hands in his pockets. Tall and slender, his silhouette seemed even more forlorn against the dark storm in the background.

A gloomy atmosphere hung over the room. Mila slowly walked over and stood next to Nathan. Outside, the trees were devastated by the storm.

"Nate, you're still sick. You need to rest more. Have you taken your medicine?" Mila's gaze was on his profile.

Nathan looked somber, but he spoke in an incredibly gentle voice, "I'm fine."

"You fainted last night. How is that fine?"

"Wanda, Daniel's awake," Nathan said.

Mila gripped Nathan's arm and asked excitedly, "Really? Has Dan passed the critical stage? How is he doing now? What was the doctor's report?"

Nathan shifted his gaze toward Mila, who was smiling sweetly. He could tell that she cared about Daniel very much. "I just got the news, and I haven't had a chance to see him yet."

"I want to see him, too." Mila released her hands. Her face fell with a sigh when she looked at the weather outside. "But we can't go anywhere in such weather."

Nathan smiled bitterly as he felt the pain and discomfort deep

his heart.

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