All Chapters of The Wrong Woman: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Nathan stood firm, his voice a beacon of calm assurance. "Dr. Lawrence, please share your mind freely." Joe responded, "To produce Glacial Elixir, which is vital for air purification, demands a substantial supply of Azurium." At these words, Nathan's expression darkened, and a flurry of discussion erupted among the others."Our nation lacks the capability to produce Azurium. We're dependent on imports." "Yes, even acquiring a small amount costs a fortune. A pound fetches billions of dollars." "If the required quantity is too vast, it becomes impractical." After a brief pause for reflection, Nathan asked, "Roughly how much do we need?" "Initial calculations point to about a hundred pounds," Joe replied. A procurement minister from the military base rose incredulously. "A hundred pounds? That's over 40 billion dollars! The treasury doesn't have such a budget. Are you joking?" Fenna smirked with a hint of mockery. "In that case, Ms. York's proposal seems unfeasible." J

All the scientists were left dumbfounded. With Mila and the team of experts' relentless effort, an environmental problem that would have taken over a month to rectify was resolved completely within five days. Representatives from Norvania and several international reporters flocked to the military base. Yet, only a single spokesperson was sent by the base to manage the media frenzy. Both the mechanical and chemical science research divisions hailed Mila as their undisputed icon. Every time she stepped into the cafeteria, Mila found herself encircled by a swarm of people. A deluge of questions bombarded her. Save for details concerning her identity and past, Mila addressed every inquiry with unwavering transparency. As a result, increasingly specialized scientists realized that this outwardly gentle and demure woman was anything but ordinary. Despite her youth, her vast knowledge and formidable expertise rivaled seasoned professors.…Cole burst into the confines of Nathan's o

Though Fenna held some dissatisfaction toward her, it was nothing compared to Sally's malice. There were no past conflicts between them. It wouldn't sit well with Mila to deny Fenna's simple request. "Of course, hop in," Mila warmly replied. Phoebe popped the trunk open, allowing Fenna to stow her luggage before joining them in the car. "Nate, what a surprise! I didn't realize you were here too," Fenna greeted Nathan with familiarity. Nathan responded indifferently, "Yeah." The car sped along the road after leaving the military base. The sky was a brilliant blue adorned with fluffy white clouds. Vast grasslands stretched endlessly on both sides of the road, interspersed with rolling hills, painting a picturesque landscape. Mila couldn't help but admire the beauty of the sky and landscape, though a tinge of melancholy lingered in her mood. In the back seat, Fenna engaged in continuous conversation, spanning from topics of national affairs to mundane matters, from failed expe

As Fenna approached with a small bowl, intending to divide the beef noodle soup between Nathan and herself, Mila felt a twinge of discomfort in her heart. She gently nudged Phoebe and whispered, "Let's swap seats." Nathan's gaze dimmed as he watched Mila distancing herself from him during their seat exchange. Phoebe opted for fried chicken, and when Mila handed her the plum juice, she glanced at it skeptically. "Why not get me a cola instead? What's with the plum juice?" she asked. Mila remained silent as she twisted off the cap and took a sip, her brow furrowing. "It tastes good, and it complements your fried chicken well," she remarked. After setting down the juice, Mila picked up her fork and began to eat. Fenna portioned out some noodles and pushed the remaining toward Nathan. "Nate, have some." Nathan noticed his bowl was filled with beef, while Fenna's had only a scant amount of clear broth and noodles. He had known Fenna for years and was well aware of her fondness

Mila drew in a deep breath, silently coaxing herself not to succumb to anger toward Loretta. After all, she had been misled by the deceitful Sally, so blaming her wouldn't resolve anything. Zach simmered with restrained fury, fixing a piercing gaze on Loretta. "You…" After enduring Oliver and Sally's relentless pressure, he couldn't bear to be pushed to the brink of madness by his irrational wife, Loretta. It became clear to him why Mila hesitated to reveal the truth to her. With Loretta's irrational behavior, disclosing it would be futile. Loretta leveled a warning finger at Mila. "Whether it's Zach or Oliver, don't indulge in illusions. Allowing you to stay here is already the extent of my patience for your kind." Mila offered a helpless smile. "Please don't get upset, Madam Hoffis. It won't happen. Let's eat." Loretta snorted and resumed eating. Sally regarded Mila with a pensive frown. "Hey, did you truly cut all ties with Nate?" "Completely," Mila affirmed. Sall