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?"

her, and we also have maids to assist, so we don't

"I see."

in Wanda's personal life,"

so naturally, I have to

how long have you

been over ten years

years? But why haven't I heard Wanda talk

realized the confusion and chuckled. "Ah, you've got it mixed up. I've been close friends with Nate for over a

Jasper upstairs and hadn't returned to greet

at Nathan didn't resemble that of a friend-it felt

me to tour your house?"

and Tristan exchanged a glance. Even though they weren't keen on it, they knew they

you please show Ms. Hudson

her through a

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

by the opulence, and her initial feelings of superiority began to fade as she compared her life