The Wrong Woman

Mila shook her head, letting out a soft sigh. "No, you will get your paycheck. Otherwise, you won't last an hour."

Sienna was taken aback. "Is it really that serious?"

Motivated by a desire to earn money and assist the esteemed anti-drug officer, Sienna eventually agreed.

Mila explained to Sienna about Daniel's previous occupation, the circumstances of his injury, and his current condition.

As the warm glow of the sunset painted the sky with shades of red, Mila and Sienna left the restaurant, hand in hand.

Their steps faltered as they spotted Nathan on the main road. Standing before a black sedan were Nathan, Fenna, and Cole. Approaching them with a stern expression, Nathan asked, "Where's Phoebe? And where are the bodyguards you brought?"

Sienna was somewhat puzzled, not understanding why Nathan was suddenly upset with Mila.

Mila glanced up at the sky. It seemed that Nathan's banquet had ended.

shifted from Nathan to Fenna, and a sense

directly, Mila challenged, "How did

replied icily, "You're quite the public figure. Would you really

Mila fell into silence.

understood Nathan's concern for her safety, seeing Fenna by his side stirred her

compelled to step in and help

"Actually..." she began.

complete her sentence, Fenna stepped forward. She positioned herself beside Nathan and reprimanded, "Wanda, why did you keep ignoring Nate's calls and

couldn't focus during the banquet reception for the foreign dignitaries. Despite being an adult, you're quite

Fenna to dictate Milas actions? What gave her the right to do

simply because she

to Nathan, her eyes shimmering with tears of confusion. Mila couldn't help but wonder if Nathan shared Fenna's opinion, questioning whether he also believed she was immature. She