The Wrong Woman

Nathan suddenly started acting differently. He wasn't the same as he usually was.

Mila was taken away, but then she returned to her senses and reached for Jacob. "My files—"

Nathan redirected her hand down and said, "You don't need all that random stuff."

"Random stuff?" Mila looked at Nathan in surprise as she felt a mix of emotions wash over her. Then, she was forcibly taken out of the research building by him. Fenna walked beside Cole as they followed Nathan and Mila. She whispered in Cole's ear, "Turns out Wanda has been getting her degrees from diploma mills. Nate knows, but he's mixing his personal and professional affairs. "He insisted on putting Wanda in the research department to work with a bunch of researchers just so he could give her a fancy title to wear."

Cole looked confused as he remarked casually, "Considering Mrs. Morrison's talent, I doubt she'll slack off in the research department.”

Fenna smirked. "Did you miss what just happened? And yet you still want to defend her?"

Cole shook his head. "I just have a feeling something's off."

"What do you mean?" Fenna asked.

"Nate's acting weird."

"What's wrong with Nate?" Fenna grew nervous.

never allowed anyone to mistreat Mrs. Morrison before. He wouldn't even side with an outsider who accused her

triumphantly as he glanced at Nathan and Mila. "Jacob is an old schoolmate of mine. The courtesy Nate is showing him is definitely for my sake." Cole stayed quiet. He let out an annoyed puff of air before turning his

Cole!" Phoebe greeted him with a

and flashed a smile at Phoebe. His eyes

her hand on Cole's shoulder and picked up their earlier conversation. "Do you think Nate is being nice to Jacob because of me?" Cole wasn't interested in

expression soured. She followed Cole's gaze and saw

hand back on Cole's shoulder, purposefully moving closer to him as she asked, "Are you crushing on Wanda's

halted abruptly. Her

away.

and elbowed Cole's chest.

When he glanced back up, Phoebe was already walking away. He called out,

to go after her, but Fenna grabbed his hand. "It's time for work. Where do you think you're

off her hand. "Don't you have

in Phoebe's direction while Fenna sneered

me?" Cole gestured toward the several large boxes of donuts she was holding. He had mentioned a stand at the market that sold delicious donuts that reminded him of home to her. Phoebe took a