The Wrong Woman

Nathan stepped out of the dormitory with Cole.

Standing on the deserted roadside, Nathan halted, his expression grave as he gazed into the distance, his eyes clouded with melancholy.

Cole asked in puzzlement, “General Morrison, why not ask her directly?”

Nathan replied bitterly, “Ask her what?”

“She clearly stated she’s a scientist from Sunterland and has signed a 15–year contract,” Cole explained.

Nathan’s smile turned rueful as he turned to Cole, his gaze dimming and his voice heavy with resignation. “Do you understand the significance of a scientist committing such a long–term contract with the country?”

Cole shook his head.

After a moment’s contemplation, Nathan asserted, “What we heard today must remain strictly confidential. Not a word of it should leave this place.” Chapter

“Understood, General Morrison,” Cole replied, still intrigued by the mysterious depth of Mila’s scientific abilities.

Glancing back at the dormitory, Nathan issued an instruction after a brief

pause.

“You and

manage the situation. I’ll return

Cole responded promptly.

Nathan urged, “Go.”

a nod and turned

awaiting the next development.

minutes passed before Mila and Phoebe emerged from the dormitory. At the sight of Nathan, Mila froze, her smile fading as a look of

met briefly.

to the car, dragging

of shyness and modesty in his presence, her

softened, his tone gentle. “Are you

lowered her gaze, her fingers unconsciously toying with the hem of

heading there too. Mind giving me a lift?” Nathan

looked at him, surprised.

chuckled softly. “Everyone’s occupied. No one has the time

nervously, her words stumbling over one another, “You can drive. I mean, it’s not that I don’t want

lake. “I’ve been feeling quite tired lately. It wouldn’t be wise

Nathan for fear of the entanglements it might bring. Yet, despite her reservations, she found solace in

and brought the car to a stop.