The Wrong Woman

Phoebe noticed that Nathan's complexion wasn't too good, so she asked worriedly, "Mr. Morrison, are you okay?" Nathan replied, "I'm fine."

Phoebe observed him for a while. Since he claimed that he was fine, she got out of the car.

She walked over to Cole. She poked at Cole's muscular chest and said, "Mr. Morrison asked you to drop me home."

Cole covered the spot Phoebe had poked, looking so excited that his ears turned red.

He immediately handed the car keys to Fenna then happily grabbed Phoebe's wrist. He said, "Alright, I'll send you home."

Phoebe was shy, so she withdrew her hand.

Cole's gaze was intense. His mind was filled with Phoebe's adorable and charming image.

Fenna glanced at Cole. She sneered as she said, "Look at you, worthless."

Ignoring Fenna, Cole walked with Phoebe toward the car behind them. He ushered their colleagues out of the car and drove away with Phoebe.

Nathan was making a call in the car. His expression was cold and gloomy.

Fenna didn't dare to approach.

Nathan dialed Donald's private cell phone number directly.

"Transfer Fenna." Nathan got straight to the point.

Donald sighed, "General Morrison, why is this issue cropping up again? Didn't I explain last time? Fenna is my daughter's best friend, and she insists on working by your side. I can't do anything about it.

I'm afraid of my daughter throwing a tantrum. You know I'm

sorry, but I'm also a husband who dotes

a Defense General, where else can you be

me back home, or I will resign and run my own

about?" Donald immediately panicked."Stop joking like this, it's

I someone who jokes around?"

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