The Wrong Woman

"During these few days, I was back at the military base to handle business affairs. I received a call from a colleague in the satellite surveillance department, saying they located you. "We immediately dispatched troops and helicopters to rescue you, so I followed along," Cole explained.

Nathan nodded calmly. He slowly stood up and rested his hand on Cole's shoulder. "Help me walk."

With Cole's support, he slowly made his way to the door.

Outside, the gunfire ceased.

Cole curiously asked, "General Morrison, why did you keep this mission secret from me?"

"You're my closest subordinate. If you knew my plan, you might not have acted convincingly enough, which would have failed to deceive the enemy."

Cole felt aggrieved. He muttered softly, "So, you deliberately kept it from me, from Madam, and from your family to make the enemy believe you were truly in trouble. "Everyone thought you were missing, so they kept searching, worrying and grieving."

Nathan smiled faintly and responded, "Yes."

Cole asked again, "How did you injure your leg?"

Nathan explained, "I implanted a satellite tracker in my body beforehand. To avoid detection by hospital equipment, it remained inactive."

Cole was shocked. He asked, "So you performed surgery on yourself to activate the satellite tracker?"

Nathan sighed lightly. He responded, "I didn't use anesthesia. It was really painful. I almost bit through the towel."

Imagining the scene, Cole was heartbroken, but he also wanted to laugh.

He said indignantly, "General Morrison, next time, entrust such dangerous and arduous tasks to me. I'm not Lucas, I would never betray you."

"I never doubted you."

"Thank you, General Morrison."

After leaving the building, Nathan boarded the helicopter. He flew to Phoenicia Hospital under the protection of the soldiers.

Cole stayed behind with an elite team to continue the search and complete the mission.

As the helicopter flew over the

uninhabited island and across the vast sea, Nathan gazed at the island that didn't belong to Norvania. He felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

Although Tristan and Michaela had been rescued, the stakes in Oliver's hands were getting higher.

As Donald's son-in-law, capturing him without tarnishing the image and status of Donald was even more challenging than he had imagined.

As the sun rose and the mist dispersed, the gate of Hoffis Manor was pushed open.

Robert rushed inside and said excitedly, "Mr. Hoffis Senior, Ms. Hoffis... Mr. Hoffis and Mrs. Hoffis are back... they're back..."

Mila and Zach had already woken up

and were sitting at the dining table having breakfast. Upon hearing the news, they were stunned. They quickly left the table and walked out.

Holding their child, Tristan and Michaela walked to the entrance. Upon seeing Mila and Zach, both of them were moved to tears.

"Dad, Mom..." Mila called out. She couldn't believe her eyes. It felt like she was dreaming. She was so excited that her whole body was trembling.

She rushed over to hug Michaela, Tristan and Elio. They were all crying.

Zach secretly wiped his tears away He walked over and gently patted Tristan's shoulder. He sobbed, "Finally, you're back. Our family is finally reunited."

Tears welling in his eyes, Tristan raised his head and asked, "Dad, where's Mom?"

At the mention of Loretta, Mila couldn't help but burst into tears. She cried like a kid in Michaela's embrace.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

With Elio in Tristan's arms, Zach didn't dare to tell him where Loretta was.

Tristan felt something was wrong. Touching Mila's head, he said, "Wanda, don't cry. Where's your grandma? Wasn't she released? Where is she now?"