The Wrong Woman

Chapter 477

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.

A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing her lost in thought, Nathan curiously asked, "What's wrong? Isn't Team B good enough

snapped out of her reverie. She quickly smiled and said, “No, Team B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going now." After speaking, she slowly grasped the small basket with both hands as she intended

quickly grabbed the other end of the basket. He

replied, "I'm

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

that Nathan didn't

see him. It was freezing outside, and she didn't want to risk going out to buy fruits,

strawberries were

to care about these strawberries, even

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

better for her to take them back and share them with

like strawberries either!" she

"You gave them to me, so they're mine now. It's none of

should just forget it, she could always pick a few more

dark. The warm yellow street lamps were on as snow fell

it

get dark so

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