The Wrong Woman

Chapter 446

Cole readily agreed, "Sure."

Right after Mila exited the ward, Phoebe and Cole found themselves enveloped in a tranquil atmosphere as they exchanged awkward glances.

Cole hastily searched for a topic to break the silence. "Would you like some fruit? Let me slice an apple for you."

Phoebe nodded, saying, "Thank you."

Cole felt a sudden stiffness, his movements becoming clumsy and uncoordinated. He wandered inside the ward, scanning the surroundings until he realized the apple was right before him. Frantically, he searched for a knife, circling until he spotted it beside the fruits. His fumbling actions brought a smile to Phoebe's lips.

Three days later, Phoebe had made a full recovery. On the day of her discharge, Cole arrived to pick them up.

Seated in Cole's car, Mila inquired, "Cole, is Nate in Phoenicia?"

"He is," Cole responded.

“Is he busy?" Mila probed.

"He's quite busy,” Cole responded honestly. He pondered, "When is Mr. Morrison ever not busy?"

take up too much of his time

"Ms. Hoffis, do you have

"Cole, take me to Sudvilla, and then

"Alright."

dubious, questioned, "Mila, why are you going

close to Phoebe's ear, whispering while covering her

she had just heard. "What are you planning to steal?" she asked

stared at her with curiosity. She wondered if Mila was truly intending to steal something from Nathan. And if so, what could it be? Under the cloak of night's tranquility, a sleek

Nathan's car door. "Mr. Morrison,

the files, donned his suit jacket, and gathered his documents before

bowed respectfully. “Good night,

the glow of

are the lights on? Is Cole home?"

door behind him, Nathan's keen eyes

kitchen. Nathan paused, fixing

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