The Wrong Woman

Sternly, Nathan ordered, “Send two search teams to Morrison Residence,”

Layla became frantic as her face paled, staring blankly at Nathan.

Meanwhile, the table erupted into murmurs.

“Why do we need to search the house?”

“We’re a family, Nate. What are you planning to do?”

“That’s unnecessary.”

Nathan ignored their words. With an indifferent expression, he left the dining table and went to sit on the couch in the living room.

An air of intimidating authority enveloped him, making everyone. shiver with fear. It felt like a serious family conflict was about to break out, and their hearts were filled with worry and terror.

Suzanne glanced at Nathan, then at the others, feeling conflicted.

Under Gary and Florence’s demands, the Morrisons’ in-laws were forcibly living together. Hence, com Is were inevitable. Though everything seemed fine on the su

tension.

were undercurrents of

investigation personnel, equipped

Morrison, the search teams

Nathan gazed at

chin with his fingers. His movements seemed casual but

room, watching

Duke’s

bear to see her mistreated, so he gathered courage and yelled at Nathan, “Nate, you don’t own this place! What gives you the right to snoop around? Have you obtained our consent? What exactly

raised an eyebrow, his impassive gaze turning toward Duke. His honest and courteous demeanor was truly worrying.

“You’d better pray that nothing

Duke argued, “Why should I be worried? I just can’t stand your aloofness! Do you even care

didn’t bother

to criticize Nathan for not consulting them before suddenly calling in the search teams, deeming his behavior somewhat excessive.

Nathan remained indifferent.