The Wrong Woman

The dial tone barely sounded before Mila abruptly ended the call, her actions leaving Phoebe puzzled. "Why did you hang up, Mila?"

Mila's voice was heavy with sadness. "He doesn't want to see me or have any contact with me. You speak to him."

Phoebe's disbelief was evident. "How is that possible?"

Mila remained silent and retreated under the covers to seek solace in the darkness. Her emotions were weighed down by sorrow as she closed her eyes to rest.

Still bewildered, Phoebe answered the incoming call, discovering it was Nathan returning the call. "Mr. Morrison, it's Phoebe."

Nathan paused briefly before inquiring, “Is Chubs awake?"

Phoebe replied, "Yes."

He then asked about her physical condition, to which Phoebe replied, "She's fine, just quite upset.”

Nathan then asked, "Was there something you needed to discuss?" Glancing at Mila, who remained hidden beneath the covers, Phoebe hesitated before answering, "Mila suspects there might be a spy in your research team."

responded calmly, "I'm

surprised. "You

"We've been investigating since the imposer

smiled, impressed by Nathan's

and Phoebe sensed a shift in the atmosphere. In a detached manner, Nathan replied, "No need. Take care of her." Phoebe was puzzled by Nathan's sudden change in demeanor. He had shown such concern

ended the call and

tears. Her grief over Loretta's passing was compounded by

unassuming in appearance but exuded a sharp and astute aura. Accompanied by her team, she confidently assumed control

day was dominated by the Hoffis family, with even

ran rampant online about the billionaire family's struggles for wealth, yet the true

assistants approached. One of her

a glimmer of satisfaction in her gaze. "As of today,

Should Mila pursue legal action and prompt a police investigation, these documents would lose their validity. But she couldn't risk

Mila asked, "How long

long, about