The Wrong Woman

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?"

up

"Ms. Hoffis, do you have something to

take me to Sudvilla, and then drop Phoebe

"Alright."

feeling dubious, questioned, "Mila, why are you

Phoebe's ear, whispering while covering her mouth with her

difficult to believe what she had just heard. "What are you planning to steal?" she

Phoebe stared at her with curiosity. She wondered if Mila was truly intending to steal something from Nathan.

driver stepped out, courteously opening Nathan's car door. "Mr. Morrison, we've

his documents before stepping onto the pavement. He acknowledged the driver with a nod. "You may

respectfully.

his fingerprint and pushed the gate open. As he stepped inside, the glow of lights from within the mansion caught his attention, stirring a sense of alertness

the lights on? Is

Nathan's keen eyes swept across the living

the kitchen. Nathan paused, fixing his