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Chapter 415

Cole’s cough interrupted them.
Mila stepped back from Nathan’s embrace. She felt awkward as she lowered her head.
Nathan’s gaze was full of affection. He gently brushed the strands of hair on her cheek behind her ear.
Cole pretended not to see. He said, “General Morrison, Phoebe is here to see Ms. Hoffis.”
Mila turned toward him happily. She asked, “Phoebe? Where is she?”
Shortly after, Phoebe walked in. She respectfully nodded as she greeted, “Mr. Morrison. Mila.”
Mila walked over and happily grabbed Phoebe’s hand. She was pleased as she asked, “Phoebe, what
are you doing here?”
Phoebe nodded, but her expression was slightly serious. She said to Nathan, “Mr. Morrison, I need to
take Mila out for a bit.”
“Bring Cole with you,” Nathan said as he noticed Phoebe’s grim expression. He was a bit worried.
Phoebe looked at Mila as if she was asking for her opinion.
Mila sensed Phoebe’s dilemma, so she turned to Nathan and said, “Nate, we don’t need Cole to protect
us. I’m with Phoebe, we’ll be safe.”
Nathan knew Mila wouldn’t budge, so even if he was worried, he didn’t want to make things difficult for
her.
He always respected her the most and gave her the freedom.
“Alright, go ahead.” Nathan reminded, “Be careful when you’re outside and stay safe.”
“Okay,” Mila replied.
Phoebe said, “I will take good care of her.”
Then, Mila led Phoebe out of the living room.
Cole looked at Nathan. “Should I secretly follow them, General Morrison?” he asked.
Nathan gave it some thought for a few seconds before sitting on the sofa. He took his laptop and
opened it. “No need. Let her handle her business.”
Cole felt emotional. Nathan’s affection and respect toward Mila were something he had never seen
from the man before.
Mila left with Phoebe out, and they got into a car.
The vehicle sped along the busy road, and Mila calmly asked, “How are things in Sunterland?”
Phoebe’s expression turned grim. “Mila, it’s not going well. The research institute disagrees, and the
government as well. They want me to persuade you to return to your job sooner.
Mila sighed heavily and slumped back in her seat.
Phoebe continued, “The government knows about your intentions, so they have sent someone to
persuade you.”
Mila smiled bitterly and said, “My mind is made up. No matter who they send, it’s pointless.”
Phoebe said, “It’s your senior, Simon Cooper.”
Mila was stunned. Then, she looked at Phoebe nervously.
Phoebe noticed her nervousness, so she nodded to confirm the truth of the matter. She focused on the
road ahead, saying, “Mila, Sunterland really doesn’t want to let you go.”
“I know,” Mila said before closing her eyes. She was irritated as she asked, “Where are you taking me
now?”
Phoebe replied, “The fake Sally has been sentenced to life imprisonment. We can visit her now.
“She killed a person, and she was also a professional spy sent by Dorzania. Why is she only getting life
imprisonment?” Mila asked.
“Norvania doesn’t have a death penalty,” Phoebe explained.
Mila felt uneasy. She angrily gritted her teeth as she asked, “Can I see her?”
“Yes, you can. I’ve already made an appointment.”
Half an hour later, they were in the visiting room in the women’s prison. Thick glass and steel bars
separated the visitor and the prisoner.
A pale–looking and haggard woman sat on the other side. Compared to her former radiant self, she
now appeared gloomy and miserable.
Despite that, she wore a cold smile when she saw Mila.
Mila picked up the phone to talk to her.
The woman remained silent for a long time before slowly picking up the phone and placing it against
her ear.
Mila asked calmly, “So, what should I call you, Suzanne or Sally?”
“I’m Brianna,” the woman replied.
Upon hearing her name, Mila realized she was already a citizen of Dorzania. No wonder she became a
spy.
“Brianna, your organization has abandoned you.”
Brianna smirked coldly. She shrugged and said, “I got caught, even if they wanted to save me, they
couldn’t. I don’t blame them, either.”