Chapter 1520

Lee inquired cautiously, “What now?”

Her face grim, Bertha said coldly, “I’ll find a way to keep them apart.

”

Meanwhile, Miley disembarked from the yacht and got into the car to leave.

Ideally, she’d hail a taxi, but the remote location made that unlikely.

As soon as she settled in, the man returned her bag.

Miley checked her phone.

Three hours had passed, and it was filled with missed calls from Stella and Flossie.

Taking a deep breath, she dialed Stella’s number.

The call connected immediately.

Stella’s voice crackled with worry.

“Miley, where were you? What happened?”

Miley replied calmly, “I’m okay.

Just a big order at the parking lot.

We can talk about it later.

”

Back in the downtown area, Bertha’s words echoed in Miley’s mind.

A heavy weight settled in her heart.

Miley wrestled with whether to tell Neville about the day’s events.

Bertha was his grandmother; she didn’t want to put him in a difficult position.

But avoiding the issue wouldn’t make it disappear.

Bertha might take even stronger measures next time.

Miley tried to push the worry aside until she saw Stella and Flossie waiting for her.

Stella rushed over, her eyes scanning Miley for any injuries.

Relief washed over her face when she saw Miley was unharmed.

“I told you I was fine,” Miley said with a relaxed air.

“See?”

Flossie couldn’t hide her concern.

“We couldn’t find you anywhere in the parking lot.

We checked the security footage and saw men force you into a car.

We called you nonstop, but you didn’t answer.

We were terrified!”

Miley brushed her hair back from her face, feigning composure.

“It was just a big client who throws extravagant events.

A bit secretive, that’s all.

Sorry I worried you both.

”

“Thank God you’re okay,” Stella said, taking Miley’s arm.

“It’s getting late.

Let’s head to the hotel.

Neville and Matthew are waiting.

They are getting anxious.

”

Miley offered a noncommittal nod.

Back in the car, the scenery passing by the window blurred as Miley replayed Bertha’s words in her head.

Sensing her friend’s preoccupation, Stella asked, “What’s on your mind?”