The Wrong Woman

"Nonsense!" Fenna roared.

Mila calmly responded, "It was solely Nate's decision to investigate you. I've never voiced an opinion on the matter."

Fenna's face darkened, her words sharp, "Are you trying to drive a wedge between us?"

Unable to hold back, Phoebe chimed in, "Mila, stop wasting your energy on her. Let's have someone escort her out."

Mila knew that wouldn't resolve the issue. Even if Fenna were to be driven out, she'd keep coming back. A more decisive approach was necessary.

She subtly squeezed Phoebe's hand, signaling her to hold back. Then, she gestured toward the house and said, "Ms. Hudson, let's discuss this inside."

Fenna walked inside, her steps deliberate.

potential conflicts, Phoebe

a maid graciously

her a fierce look with her fists clenched. In contrast, Mila

feelings and your desire to remain close to Nate despite our marriage. However, I'm reserved about your presence."

deep breath, resisting the urge

irritation, Mila maintained her poise. She had faced Fenna's attempts to undermine her before. However, a war of words wouldn't resolve anything, so

obsession with Nathan, even the strongest bonds would be strained. Unless Mila felt nothing for him, she could never be

she spoke, "Ms. Hudson, Nate would

destroy my relationship with Nate." Growing impatient,

"He ignores my calls."

hesitation, Mila retrieved her phone, unlocked it, and extended it

with suspicion. "What are you