The Wrong Woman

"Humans can be even more terrifying than beasts when they lose their sanity." Nathan sighed.

Sensing Nathan's gloominess and recalling how Lucas had betrayed him, Cole stepped forward and pledged, "General Morrison, I'll never betray you for money like that scoundrel, Lucas. You can trust me completely. I'm fully devoted to you, without any doubt.”

Nathan felt a twinge of gratitude as he responded, "I trust you." “Thank you, General Morrison," Cole responded solemnly.

As the night deepened, the lights in the military base office continued to glow, burning through the darkness.

When Mila woke up the next day, her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She had a rough night's sleep, and her face was still puffy. After freshening up, she put on a simple dress, slung a black shoulder bag over her shoulder, tied her hair into a ponytail, and went downstairs. Phoebe and Simon were having breakfast. Phoebe got up, but before she could say anything, Mila spoke first, “I need to go to the Morrison residence. Phoebe, come with me."

Phoebe looked confused while Simon nervously stood up and said, "Wanda, we're flying back this afternoon. Why do you need to go anywhere else?"

Mila stopped in her tracks and spoke sincerely, “I'm planning to convince Dan to join us to Sunterland for treatment.”

"Why?" Phoebe asked.

that can't be treated here. I've been doing a lot of research online lately, and

sounds promising. I'll

you guys

to get the car, Simon glanced at Mila a few times

him out with Sienna

knocked out and unconscious wouldn't pass

and drove off. Leaving

and said, "Mila, take a look behind