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?"

we also have maids to assist, so we don't require another

"I see."

really interested in

have to care more,"

long have you

been over

haven't I

been close friends with Nate for over a

understood why Mila had taken Jasper

of a friend-it felt more like the gaze of someone in

it be possible for me to tour

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

could you please show Ms. Hudson around?" Michaela

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

the media room, gym, lounge, sunroom, spa bathroom,

of superiority began to fade as she compared her life to this extravagant