The Wrong Woman

Nathan's gaze slowly moved to the strawberries.

The strawberries were bright red, large, and enticing. The strawberries were arranged in a very exquisite style.

Nathan looked at her suspiciously. He asked, "Did you pick these?" Mila nodded. She replied, "Yes. Some branches were hanging down, so I was able to pick some."

Nathan was very touched. But as soon as he thought about Mila's usual tricks, the warmth he felt vanished instantly.

"So, what do you need my help with?" Nathan asked. He knew she never offered kindness without an ulterior motive.

Yet, he still willingly treated her well.

Mila smiled sweetly and then approached Nathan. She said quietly, "Mr. Morrison, I want to join Team A."

Nathan's face turned grim. He looked up at her and said, "No, Team A is responsible for projects mostly on the frontlines. The work is difficult, time-consuming, stressful, and dangerous.

“You should stay in Team B and excel in your field. Besides, you've worked with several professors from Team B before, and they all like you."

Mila instantly felt lost.

So, Team A was in charge of frontline work.

the burden, then Team A was the one carrying it. Compared to Team A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at

I should get going now." After speaking,

end of the basket. He was anxious as he asked, "What are

seriously replied,

he resigned. He was puzzled, so he looked at her and

Nathan didn't

freezing outside, and she didn't want to risk going

strawberries were

about these strawberries, even though he

an expression of goodwill. Nathan didn't like strawberries, so leaving the strawberries would

to take them back

strawberries

of his hand. He said, "You gave them to

slowly let go. She should just forget it, she could always pick a few more to share with

warm yellow street lamps

it was still

get dark

turned around and walked slowly toward the door. She took out her phone to send a message to Phoebe as she walked. She