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,

surprised.

since the

impressed by Nathan's

a detached manner, Nathan replied, "No need. Take care of her." Phoebe was puzzled by Nathan's sudden

the call and acknowledged Nathan's

hold back her tears. Her grief over

at noon, Mila met Oliver's alleged new wife, Avery. She was unassuming in appearance but exuded a sharp and astute aura. Accompanied by her team, she confidently assumed control of the company, announcing her

was dominated by the Hoffis family, with even Chubs, a citizen of Sunterland,

wealth, yet the true motives remained veiled from the public

assistants approached. One of her assistants handed over the

the lavish mansion, a glimmer of satisfaction in her gaze. "As of today, this billion-dollar estate will be inherited by my husband and me.

and Loretta on the documents, recognizing them as genuine but made under duress. Should Mila pursue legal action and prompt a police investigation, these documents would lose their validity. But she couldn't risk it. Another disruption to Oliver's financial affairs could put

Mila asked, "How long

“Not long, about half a