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Chapter 376

Mila found Nathan’s response disheartening, her dissatisfaction cast a shadow over her mood. It
appeared he was reluctant to admit it.
Meanwhile, Nathan remained deep in contemplation.
Mila changed the subject, asking, “Nate, if we manage to escape from here, what are your plans?”
Taking a seat at the bed’s edge, Nathan responded casually, “I aim to dismantle the Dark Shadows
Society.”
“This is Dorzania, not Norvania,” Mila reminded, settling in beside him, their shoulders touching. “How
do you intend to dismantle such a vile society here?”
“By targeting their leaders. With no one to lead, the society will crumble on its own,” Nathan explained.
“Excellent, count me in.” Mila smiled warmly.
Nathan glanced at her, his eyes reflecting a hint of confusion. He had no clue about her
statement. After their escape, Mila would return to Sunterland.
Under Nathan’s intense gaze, Mila felt a tinge of shyness and discomfort. She gently took his large
hand, placing it on her lap, and holding it tenderly.
Nathan was once again taken aback, observing her actions with curiosity.
He couldn’t help but wonder what she was up to and why was she initiating contact by holding his hand
and gently caressing it.
His heartbeat quickened as he silently observed her. Even during their marriage, she had never been
this affectionate with him.
Mila continued to rub his hand and lightly pat its back, speaking with assurance, “We will certainly leave
this place safely, Nate. I have faith in you.”
Nathan withdrew his hand slowly. “Behaving like this might give me the wrong impression.”
Mila paused as Nathan pulled away his hand with a bittersweet expression. She was unable to
suppress her smile.
A straightforward man like him needed her to confess before he could understand her feelings.
Blushing, Mila smiled, opting to remain silent.
Following their conversation, they delved into more detailed planning, readying themselves for any
unexpected turns of events. Mila felt a sense of calm wash over her.
Regardless of the outcome, as long as she remained as Mila, she held the power to compel those
people to send Nathan back to Norvania.
In the depth of night, Nathan and Mila received a summons from Silas as if the opportunity presented
itself without their seeking.
As they entered the opulent meeting hall bathing in the glow of countless lights, they found
themselves amidst a crowd. Among the attendees stood Lucas and Oliver, an unexpected sight that
piqued their curiosity.
On the table rested a familiar box, its presence instantly darkening Mila’s countenance.
Sensing her unease, Nathan leaned closer, his voice a soft murmur, “Wha’s wrong? Are you feeling
unwell?”
With a subtle nod, Mila gestured toward the high–tech box before them. Nathan followed her gaze.
“What is it?”
“48 bottles of hydronium,” Mila whispered, her voice barely audible. “I hadn’t anticipated their swift
acquisition of it from the heavily guarded Sunterland Research Institute.”
Nathan contemplated her revelation. “Have you considered the possibility of Sunterland spies. among
them?”
Mila’s expression soured as she realized her oversight.
Meanwhile, Murray reclined with crossed legs, his gaze fixed intently on Mila. After a moment of
silence, he inquired, “What are you two whispering?”
Baffled by Dorzanian, Nathan furrowed his brow at the question.
Mila offered a warm smile. “Congratulations on swiftly securing the hydronium.”
Murray pointed toward the box, his skepticism evident. “Is it truly hydronium contained within this box?”
Assuming the contents had been verified, Mila was caught off guard by the doubt.
Murray persisted, “We couldn’t open it, so we’ve brought you here to inspect it.”