The Wrong Woman

Chapter 582

Fenna glared at Mila, her eyes filled with resentment. "Why couldn't you have stayed in Sunterland? If you didn't interfere, Nate wouldn't be treating me like this. I would still be his most reliable and competent assistant."

Feeling exasperated, Mila let out a cold snort, finding herself utterly speechless. She had no desire to prolong the conversation.

Indeed, the depth of Fenna's obsession made reasoning with her impossible.

Fenna snapped, "I won't cause trouble for you, but I won't abandon Nate either."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked away.

Exasperated by her remarks, Mila sank back onto the sofa, taking a moment to compose herself. Glancing over, she noticed Phoebe looking unusually despondent, her gaze fixed on her phone.

Sitting beside Phoebe, Mila gently wrapped her arm around her shoulders. "What's troubling you? You don't actually believe what she said, do you?"

Phoebe managed a bitter smile and shook her head.

"Why not just ask Cole directly? That would clear up any misunderstandings, wouldn't it?"

Phoebe forced another strained smile. "We're not even a couple, so what right do I have to confront him?"

asked, "But do you genuinely have

bowed her head,

that clueless guy. I bet

words,

let it get you down too much. When he's back from his busy

she replied, "I'd rather not bring up this topic.

don't have to. I'll

running their errands. Coincidentally, they spotted Cole at the entrance, inspecting his car's engine. Stepping out of the car,

embarrassed, a flicker of simmering anger evident within her. "Mila, let's not bother

got your back,"

Phoebe, his face softened into

evening, Mrs. Morrison,"

gentle smile, he continued softly, "Phoebe, I visited a nearby town today with General Morrison

Phoebe

was taken aback by her attitude,

wanted to approach Phoebe but hesitated, aware of

the matter? Did I upset

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