The Wrong Woman

Nathan and Mila didn't answer the question. Everyone felt the tension between them but didn't want to pry into their matters.

Nathan had been busy, and Mila was recovering from childbirth, so they hadn't been able to spend much time together or communicate. This was out of the ordinary, and everyone noticed.

As the awkwardness lingered, Fenna approached Nathan with a notebook and said, "Nate, I've got today's schedule organized."

Mila's expression immediately soured. She set down her utensils, stood up, and announced, "I've had enough. You all enjoy your meal."

The Morrison brothers watched her leave in surprise. Seeing that she had hardly eaten anything, they asked with concern, "Why aren't you eating much today?"

Mila didn't reply and walked away. Nathan usually would have assumed she was avoiding him, but now he realized her aversion was directed at Fenna.

He took a deep breath to quell his rising anger before asking in a steely tone, "Do you think my instructions are a joke?"

wrong not to take a break?" Fenna protested,

frustration. His hands clenched into fists on the table, his

could now understand why Mila hated Fenna so much. Fenna was bold enough to

stern as he ordered the maid,

gritted her teeth in frustration. Nathan rose from his seat. Hands

of Wanda? When did you start mixing personal and professional

my personal affairs? Have you ever drawn a clear line between personal and

Fenna

was giving her odd looks. Her

of a subordinate. It was more like a mistress who

unwilling to be abandoned

what?"

standards. She can't support him in his personal or professional life. That's why I look after him and try to do more for him." "Fenna's got a

gaze on Fenna. He had never been this