The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 461

Phoebe was curious about what had happened between Mila and Nathan, but she held back from asking. After all, relationships were private matters, and outsiders couldn't contribute much.

Mila and Phoebe checked into a hotel together.

In the following days, Mila remained occupied with managing Loretta's affairs.

Since Loretta preferred a modest funeral and to have all her family members present, Mila chose not to hold an elaborate ceremony.

Instead, she found a serene cemetery and laid Loretta's remaining ashes to rest there.

Mila disconnected from the outside world, avoiding news updates and corporate matters. Each day, she secluded herself in the hotel, working through her grief.

Simultaneously, she began studying the map of Norvania, hoping to uncover clues about where Oliver might have hidden her family.

In the evening, Phoebe returned to their room with food she had picked up from the hotel lobby.

Concerned, she urged, "Mila, please have something to eat. You've barely eaten in the past few days, and you're losing weight."

"I'm not hungry," Mila replied, sitting by the coffee table, deeply engrossed in studying the map.

She meticulously analyzed each region, trying to pinpoint Oliver's potential hideout.

Phoebe set the food in front of Mila, insisting, "You really need to eat something, Mila."

Raising her eyes, Mila nervously glanced at Phoebe and asked in a serious tone, "Phoebe, did you plant any listening devices at Hoffis Manor?"

Phoebe admitted with a sigh. "Yes, I did, but they've all been removed and destroyed."

Mila's fists tightened in anger as she processed the revelation.

It was clear from Oliver's proficient counter-surveillance measures that he was a high-level criminal.

"Have you arranged constant surveillance on Avery?"

Phoebe chuckled in response, "Mila, Mr. Morrison's team and mine are already discreetly tracking Avery. We have her closely monitored. The moment she crosses paths with Oliver, we'll apprehend her."

Mila set aside the map, stood up, and took Phoebe's hand, guiding her to sit down on the couch.

With a grave expression, Mila confided, "Phoebe, I need your assistance with something."

Phoebe's tone softened. "Mila, you know I'm here for you. You don't need to ask; just let me know what you need."

Mila looked earnestly into Phoebe's eyes and spoke softly, "Phoebe, I want to return to Sunterland alone. Can you stay in Norvania and continue helping me search for my family?"