The Wrong Woman
Chapter 370

Silas threw his head back in laughter. It was then that a well–dressed young man entered the room. Hewas suave and elegant, his gaze sharply assessing Mila.

Smiling, he approached her and introduced himself, “I’m Murray Manning, deputy leader of Nightshade.Mr. Vaughn is getting on in years and he’s not in the best of health. If you have any concerns, you mayaddress them to me.”

“I’m here to exchange information on Mila for Nathan. Release him, and I’ll tell you everything I knowabout Mila and the whereabouts of over 40 bottles of hydronium,” Mila

said.

“All right,” Murray replied with a thin smile.

Unable to contain his rage, Silas grabbed a glass and swung it wildly at Murray, who deftly sidestepsthe blow. Silas bellowed in anger, “You fool! How dare you take Nathan behind my back?”

Murray remained calm. He carefully picked up the glass that had fallen and placed it back on the tray.“Mr. Vaughn, you’re getting older, and your physical condition is not good.

“You’re too hesitant and you lack the guts. It’s time for you to step down.”

Silas far orted with rage. Anger blazed in his eyes as he clenched his teeth and glared at

Murray.

Meanwhile, Murray remained as calm and gentle as ever. There was a stark contrast in the attitudes ofthe two as they met each other’s

.paze.

Murray seemed even more frightening to Mila. Those who were callous knew how to hide what they feltand never let their true thoughts surface.

After a moment of tense silence, Silas questioned furiously, “Are you trying to destroy Nightshade bytrying to antagonize Nathan?”

“Do you think I’m afraid of a dead man?” Murray grinned.

Mila felt a sudden surge of panic and lost control of herself. Every nerve in her body aching as shescreamed, “What have you done to Nate?”

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Murray was startled by Mila’s outburst. He began to look slightly somber. “You’re the bravest lady I’veever come across.

“The fact that you are here alone in the face of death shows that you are holding something of realvalue.

Mila’s vision was clouded by tears. She held back from crying and asked, “Where’s Nate? Let me seehim!”

“Bring him from the water dungeon,” Murray instructed the men behind him.

Mila’s heart was in pieces, but she clung to a glimmer of hope. Silas appeared old and

bedridden. He seemed to have been eclipsed in power by Murray.

That would explain why Silas had been oblivious to the fact that Murray had captured Nathan

and was holding him in the Nightshade’s lair.

After a moment, two burly men dragged Nathan into the house and threw him to the floor. He wasthoroughly drenched.

Mila was on the brink of a breakdown at the sight of Nathan. She couldn’t believe what she had seen.He was all bruised and battered. He was barely conscious as he lay in a pool of blood. Mila rushedforward and fell to her knees, trembling as she cradled Nathan’s head in her hands. Tears ran down herface and dripped onto Nathan’s pale cheeks. Her heart quivered with pain. It was as if it were in flames,torn apart, and pierced by a thousand arrows.

She held Nathan’s shoulders and touched his cold face. “Nate, Nate…” Mila sobbed uncontrollably. Hervoice was choked with grief. “Open your eyes. Look at me. It’s me, Wanda. I’m here to bring you home.Nate, open your eyes and look at me, okay?”

Nathan didn’t move. He was pale and cold like a corpse. Mila was hurting so bad she couldn’t breathe.Her lips were quivering as she struggled for air. She placed her ear near Nathan’s nose but couldn’thear his breathing causing her to panic.

Desperation washed over her as she held on to Nathan and cried out, “Nate, wake up. It’s me, Wanda!Wake up! Don’t frighten me… please…”

“I brought him here. Now, where’s Mila?” Murray’s voice rang out.