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 h
Nathan pressed another tender kiss on Mila's forehead. "I promise, I'll be careful," he whispered. Duke and Layla, descending the stairs, caught this intimate exchange. Layla's features tightened, a cloud of disapproval shadowing her face. She settled on the couch without acknowledging Jasper or greeting Gary and Florence. Her expression radiated disdain, as though nursing some grievance. Quickly, Mila sat up straight, gently pulling away from Nathan's embrace. "Layla," she greeted with courtesy. Duke followed behind, his smile warm and welcoming. "Nate, Chubs, you're back?" "Yes, Duke," Nathan and Chubs replied almost simultaneously, returning his greeting. Duke approached his parents, bending down to playfully tease Jasper, eliciting a smile. Layla, however, shot a disdainful glance toward Mila. "Is there something wrong with your eyes, Layla?" Nathan asked, his tone icy.Suppressing her irritation, Layla huffed, "So protective of your wife, aren't you? Can't even b
Layla fell silent, her face paling. After a moment, she calmly said, "Let's finalize the property division. I'm ready whenever." With that, she retreated upstairs with an icy expression. Duke slumped onto the sofa, hands covering his face as tears fell silently. …In a villa embraced by maple trees, Nathan and Mila knocked gently on the door. A maid opened it, greeting them warmly, "Mr. and Mrs. Morrison, good afternoon." Acknowledging with nods, they stepped inside. Daniel was in the midst of a workout on the treadmill. As they neared the gym, Mila greeted, "Hey, Daniel." Pausing the machine, Daniel turned. "Chubs?" With a smile, Mila responded, "Yes, it's me." As Daniel moved toward Mila, Nathan intervened, extending his hand. When their hands met, Daniel chuckled softly, "Nate, you're here too?" Nathan quipped, "You can tell by my hands?" With a smirk, Daniel replied, "Every time Chubs visits, she always grabs my hand. But you, you keep me from touching your
After their visit with the Morrisons, Nathan led Mila and Jasper back to Hoffis Manor. Phoebe had already packed their bags, preparing them for their departure to the frontiers the following day. After a night of tenderness, exhaustion lulled Mila to sleep, while Nathan grappled with restless thoughts, unable to find slumber. Holding Mila in his arms, he observed her serene face, a quiet unease settling within him. Sending her and Jasper to the frontiers before the elections was crucial as a step toward settling matters with Oliver. Whether openly or covertly, lawful or otherwise, it had to be done. With the robust security at the military base, Nathan believed it was the best choice for their safety. The next morning, Nathan escorted Mila and Jasper onto a military aircraft. As they prepared to part, she clung to him, whispering with a heavy heart, "I'll wait for you." Nathan tenderly caressed her cheek and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I'll join you soon." M
As gunfire erupted, Phoebe leaped amid the bullets and swiftly darted down. Everyone rushed to the roadside and fired into the jungle below the slope. Overwhelmed with fear, Mila sank to the ground, clasping Jasper tightly as he cried in shock. Tears streamed down Mila's face. Could Phoebe survive such an onslaught? Mila couldn't bring herself to look down the slope, her heart wrenched at the thought of Phoebe's safety. "Take her away," Jacob commanded. Mila was led into another vehicle by the armed men. Slowly, she wiped away her tears, soothing Jasper in her embrace. They were then taken to a cottage, where food, water, formula, and diapers were provided. The next morning, Mila was relocated. Blindfolded, she boarded a car and traveled for about an hour. Despite being unable to see, Mila could sense their proximity to the frontiers, though they were now farther from the military base. She was confined within a white vintage villa, with a garden adorned with tulips and gua
With a rueful smile, Oliver lamented, "I worry that after you joined the military base, I'd lose any chance with you. Chubs, I took another risk for you." Mila retorted sternly, each word dripping with anger, "Oliver, you killed my grandmother and imprisoned my parents for years. "After everything you've done, did you truly believe that imprisoning me would make me want to be with you? "Dream on. Even in death, I won't grant you peace!" Tears shimmered in Oliver's eyes as he stood tall, a mixture of laughter and sorrow escaping him as he looked at Mila. "Did you ever care for me back then when I kept a low profile? "I've risked it all for you multiple times. Even Lucas said I was a fool for love. But what about you? Do you understand my feelings?" "I don't care," Mila replied disdainfully.With a determined smile, Oliver approached Mila slowly. "That's why I must keep you captive. Otherwise, I'll never win your heart." Mila, holding Jasper tightly, backed away timidly. A
Only by destroying Dark Shadows Society's headquarters could they scatter the spies, leaving them without leaders and severing their communication network. Donald thrust a bundle of diplomatic papers toward Nathan. "Take a look at these. They're all condemnations from Dorzania. Other nations are joining in, imposing sanctions, and fighting back. There are surely more to follow!" Nathan's fury ignited. "Your diplomatic efforts have been great. You were playing both sides, avoiding trouble, and turning a blind eye to incompetence and corruption. All those have led Norvania into decline. "You should really step down," Nathan spat the final words before striding off without a backward glance. Donald's face blanched with anger, but he felt powerless. He carried the title of the president, but Nathan held the might of the military. Even as the outgoing leader, Donald had to tread cautiously around Nathan. Exiting Tacker Manor, Cole hurried to catch up to Nathan, his demeanor tense
Mila's unwavering gaze held steady, exuding confidence as she asserted, "Oliver, you can't kill Nate. You're not even close to being his match." Oliver's sneer deepened, tears staining his flushed cheeks. His laughter turned sinister, and his expression hardened as he gripped Mila's chin, forcing her to meet his icy stare. "You're right. I'm not his match. He's a defense general in Norvania, and I'm just an ordinary guy. "But with you by my side, Chubs, I have the upper hand." Mila's chuckle was laced with ice, devoid of fear. "Even so, you still can't take him down." "You're wrong. I can do it right now," Oliver declared with unwavering conviction. Mila's heart plummeted, anxiety tightening its grip, making it hard for her to swallow. Fear and unease consumed her thoughts. Oliver's tone softened as he spoke, "Put the child down. I'll take you to him." At that moment, the color drained from Mila's face, her shock evident as her heart raced. "Could it be real? Has Oliver t