The Wrong Woman

Phoebe hurriedly trailed after Mila as she left. They got into the car nervously. Phoebe wasted no time starting the engine and driving away.

As they fled, Mila pulled out her phone and dialed Nathan's number, her mind racing with fear. Past encounters had taught her to be wary of Yale's potential threats, and she was on edge. Nathan answered just as Mila's anxiety bubbled over. "Nate, there's Yale's blood on me. What do I do?"

"What happened?" Nathan's voice betrayed his tension.

"I ran into him and Lillian at the clothing store. Things got heated, and I ended up injuring him and getting his blood on my clothes."

"Send me your location right away. Follow my instructions carefully. Head to the nearest police station and lay low for now." Nathan's tone was urgent.

"Got it."

Nathan swiftly deployed a drone for tracking and protection purposes while organizing a team to meet Mila.

Ten minutes later, Mila safely met up with Nathan. Escorted by the military base's team, they rushed to the testing department of the military hospital.

Given the gravity of the situation, the doctors there immediately took the blood samples for analysis. The results were ready three hours later but they lacked crucial reference data.

lengthy search through the DNA database, they found the previously stored

hospital director, Nathan's face drained of color as he sat on the sofa,

away sweat and stole glances at Nathan's stern

interrupted the tense atmosphere. The captain of the

stood before Nathan, offering respectful nods. "General Morrison, good

a cold stare and asked in a

replied, "I'm afraid not, General

grimly, "We've also

With his head lowered, he spoke shakily, "General Morrison, I'm afraid we've also lost Oliver's

he leaned against the couch, his hand supporting his forehead as he.

like

was something Nathan hadn't

like he was dead set on becoming the country's president. However, Nathan figured it wasn't

"Cole," called out Nathan.

he was ready to act. "General Morrison, what are