The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 457

A bomb disposal expert's voice cut through the tension, firm and grave. "This is a remotely controlled bomb. Going up there would be signing your death warrant."

But Mila's resolve remained unshaken. "No, they won't harm me. If I'm there, they won't dare to trigger the bomb.

"Please, tell me how to disarm it. Let me do it."

The expert's frustration boiled over. "You're risking your life for nothing. Get her out of here!" he barked.

Yet Mila held onto the expert's hand tightly, her determination unwavering. "Let me go up there. My name is Mila. They won't harm me. Please, show me how to disarm it. Trust me!"

Though he empathized with her desperation to save Loretta, the expert couldn't comprehend her readiness to put herself in harm's way. "I don't care who you are. You need to leave the restricted area immediately."

Suddenly, Loretta's voice echoed from above, calling out, "Chubs, Chubs..."

Mila's gaze shot upward with tears clouding her vision. She strained to see Loretta clearly, hastily wiping away her tears and forcing a smile.

"Grandma, don't worry! I'm here to rescue you. You'll be down soon!"

Loretta's smile was gentle as she spoke. "Chubs, Grandma loves you dearly. You know that, right?"

Mila nodded through her tears. "I do, Grandma. Please, let's save these words for later. Let's talk when we're all home, okay?"

Loretta's voice rang out again, "Chubs, I have seen your parents and your little brother. I have no regrets now. I'll watch over you all from heaven, ensuring your safety and well-being."

Mila's heart felt like it was being torn apart, each beat aching with longing. Her voice quivered as she spoke, "Grandma, where are my parents and brother? And Grandpa?"

"They're confined in a villa. I don't know the address. I couldn't see much of the surroundings."

As Mila looked at the frail Loretta, she sank to her knees before the bomb disposal expert. "Please, let me go up there! Whether it's Dark Shadows Society or Oliver, they won't harm me. I can save Grandma if you let me!"

Stiffened by the shockwave, she remained immobile, held securely by Phoebe's embrace.

Phoebe's gaze fell upon the epicenter of the explosion. Amidst the swirling haze and the searing sun, Loretta seemed to scatter like delicate petals and slowly dissipated into dust.

Tears brimmed in Phoebe's eyes and traced down her cheeks. She knew she had to be Mila's steadfast anchor, thus she suppressed her tears and clung fiercely to Mila.

Mila's core seemed to splinter and her tears cascaded like a deluge. Her heart seemed to explode and the agony left her breathless.

She pushed against Phoebe with all her might, yearning to glimpse Loretta. Yet Phoebe held firm, her voice trembling as she cried out, "Mila, don't move!"

Mila sobbed within Phoebe's embrace, her voice quivering. "It's not Grandma, right? The explosion didn't hit her. Let me see—"

Phoebe cupped Mila's face, deterring her from turning around, her own breath hitching. "Mila, let's not look, alright?"