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.

even side with

"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 head away. Suddenly, he

Cole!" Phoebe greeted him with a

and flashed a smile at Phoebe. His eyes were

"Do you think Nate is being nice to Jacob because of me?" Cole wasn't interested in discussing the

She followed Cole's gaze

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

halted abruptly. Her expression was

hand away. "Quit touching me when you

Cole's chest. "You really fancy

he glanced back up, Phoebe

Fenna grabbed his hand. "It's time for work.

her hand. "Don't you have anything

off in Phoebe's direction while Fenna

Despite his big grin, Phoebe didn't seem pleased. "Did you bring the donuts for 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