The Wrong Woman

Nathan suddenly started acting differently. He wasn't the same as he usually was.

Mila was taken away, but then she returned to her senses and reached for Jacob. "My files—"

Nathan redirected her hand down and said, "You don't need all that random stuff."

"Random stuff?" Mila looked at Nathan in surprise as she felt a mix of emotions wash over her. Then, she was forcibly taken out of the research building by him. Fenna walked beside Cole as they followed Nathan and Mila. She whispered in Cole's ear, "Turns out Wanda has been getting her degrees from diploma mills. Nate knows, but he's mixing his personal and professional affairs. "He insisted on putting Wanda in the research department to work with a bunch of researchers just so he could give her a fancy title to wear."

Cole looked confused as he remarked casually, "Considering Mrs. Morrison's talent, I doubt she'll slack off in the research department.”

Fenna smirked. "Did you miss what just happened? And yet you still want to defend her?"

Cole shook his head. "I just have a feeling something's off."

"What do you mean?" Fenna asked.

"Nate's acting weird."

"What's wrong with Nate?" Fenna grew nervous.

"He never allowed anyone to mistreat Mrs. Morrison before. He wouldn't even side with an outsider who accused her of slacking off like he just did."

Fenna smiled triumphantly as he glanced at Nathan and Mila. "Jacob is an old schoolmate of mine. The courtesy Nate is showing him is definitely for my sake." Cole stayed quiet. He let out an annoyed puff of air before turning his head away. Suddenly, he spotted Phoebe approaching with a stack of donut boxes.

"Hey, Cole!" Phoebe greeted him with a cheerful wave. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Cole halted in his steps and flashed a smile at Phoebe. His eyes were fixed on her.

Meanwhile, Fenna rested her hand on Cole's shoulder and picked up their earlier conversation. "Do you think Nate is being nice to Jacob because of me?" Cole wasn't interested in discussing the matter with her. He brushed her hand away in displeasure.

Fenna's expression soured. She followed Cole's gaze and saw Phoebe.

She scoffed, then rested her hand back on Cole's shoulder, purposefully moving closer to him as she asked, "Are you crushing on Wanda's assistant?"

Phoebe halted abruptly. Her expression was suddenly gloomy.

Cole impatiently pushed Fenna's hand away. "Quit touching me when you talk.”

Fenna chuckled and elbowed Cole's chest. "You really fancy that girl, huh?"

Cole took a deep breath and chose to ignore her. When he glanced back up, Phoebe was already walking away. He called out, "Phoe—"

He was about to go after her, but Fenna grabbed his hand. "It's time for work. Where do you think you're going?"

Cole angrily shook off her hand. "Don't you have anything else to do? You're so nosy."

He hurried off in Phoebe's direction while Fenna sneered and followed Nathan and Mila.

Phoebe had only taken a few steps when Cole rushed up to her. He was panting heavily as he blocked her path. Despite his big grin, Phoebe didn't seem pleased. "Did you bring the donuts for me?" Cole gestured toward the several large boxes of donuts she was holding. He had mentioned a stand at the market that sold delicious donuts that reminded him of home to her. Phoebe took a bite of a donut and then glanced at the other five boxes of donuts in her other hand before mumbling, “In your dreams."

"How are you going to eat all of those?" Cole asked, sounding a bit disappointed.

“I'm sharing them with Mila."

"But two people can't finish them all, right? Can I have one?" Cole suggested boldly.

"You want one? Get Fenna to buy them for you. If we can't finish them, I'll give them to Joshua from the armaments department,” Phoebe said annoyedly.