The Wrong Woman

Michaela's sense of security had vanished during her years of confinement.

It was only in Nathan's presence, as she observed the soldiers from the nearby military base coming and going, that she found solace.

Meanwhile, Nathan ignored Fenna's question and turned to Cameron. "Let's head to the study. I have something to discuss with you."

"Sure," Cameron replied, rising from his seat. He addressed Fenna, "You stay here with Mr. and Mrs. Hoffis in the living room. I need to talk to Nate."

Fenna nodded with a smile. Her eyes fixed on Nathan as she replied, "Got it. You guys go ahead."

As Nathan and Cameron disappeared into the study, Fenna's gaze wandered around the living room. "Your house is incredibly spacious and elegant, Mr. and Mrs. Hoffis." Michaela and Tristan exchanged glances, feeling uneasy with Fenna's presence.

"It's nothing special," Michaela replied tersely.

Fenna glanced toward the second floor and asked, "How many maternity nurses does Jay have?"

"We have two maternity nurses who alternate shifts to look after Jay," Michaela explained.

"And what about Wanda?"

attending to her, and we also have maids to

"I see."

interested in

have

have you two

been over ten

why haven't I heard Wanda

chuckled. "Ah, you've got it mixed up. I've been close friends with Nate for over a decade, not Wanda. I

finally understood why Mila had taken Jasper upstairs and hadn't

didn't resemble that of a friend-it felt more like

me to tour your house?"

they weren't keen on it, they knew they had to be hospitable to

Ms. Hudson around?"

and motioned for Fenna to follow him. He guided her through a tour, showing her various shared spaces and the outdoor

explored the indoor amenities. They stopped by the media room, gym, lounge, sunroom, spa bathroom, children's

of superiority began to fade as she compared her life