The Wrong Woman

Nathan's gaze slowly moved to the strawberries.

The strawberries were bright red, large, and enticing. The strawberries were arranged in a very exquisite style.

Nathan looked at her suspiciously. He asked, "Did you pick these?" Mila nodded. She replied, "Yes. Some branches were hanging down, so I was able to pick some."

Nathan was very touched. But as soon as he thought about Mila's usual tricks, the warmth he felt vanished instantly.

"So, what do you need my help with?" Nathan asked. He knew she never offered kindness without an ulterior motive.

Yet, he still willingly treated her well.

Mila smiled sweetly and then approached Nathan. She said quietly, "Mr. Morrison, I want to join Team A."

Nathan's face turned grim. He looked up at her and said, "No, Team A is responsible for projects mostly on the frontlines. The work is difficult, time-consuming, stressful, and dangerous.

“You should stay in Team B and excel in your field. Besides, you've worked with several professors from Team B before, and they all like you."

Mila instantly felt lost.

So, Team A was in charge of frontline work.

Compared to Team A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing her lost in thought, Nathan curiously asked, "What's wrong? Isn't Team B good

B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I

other end of the basket. He was anxious as he asked, "What are you

seriously replied, "I'm

resigned. He was puzzled, so he looked at her and

Nathan didn't

and she didn't want to risk going out to buy fruits, so

strawberries were just a

him to care about these strawberries,

of goodwill. Nathan didn't like strawberries, so leaving the strawberries would only cause

her to take them

strawberries either!" she

his hand. He said, "You gave them to me, so they're mine

slowly let go. She should just forget it, she could always pick a few more to

It was already dark. The warm yellow street lamps

it

did it get dark so