The Wrong Woman

Nathan walked forward with the phone in his hand. He commanded, "Don't follow me."

Fenna ignored him and continued to chase after him. She asked, "What's going on? Why are you so anxious? Why are you looking for Phoebe?"

Nathan turned back. He angrily said in a low voice, "Stop following me!" Fenna frowned. She looked unhappy as she said, "Nate, I'm worried about you."

Nathan pointed at Cole, and said, "Take her away."

Cole immediately stepped forward then pulled Fenna back by her arm. Fenna struggled as she scolded, "What are you doing? Can't you see Nate is in a hurry? Something must have happened, I want to help him solve it!"

Cole resigned and said, "Fenna, he's your superior now, not your friend. Don't meddle in his personal matters."

Fenna furrowed her brow as she looked at Nathan who was making a call. She nervously asked, "Personal matters?"

Cole continued, "He's looking for Phoebe, so it must be personal matters. Is there any official business he would look for her for?" Fenna responded, "Then I should help him even more."

Cole furrowed his brow. His grip on her arm tightened as he said, "Fenna, don't... Please calm down.

“I know you're worried about General Morrison, and I know you like him a lot. But some things really can't be rushed.”

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