The Wrong Woman

This was a lowkey yet luxurious banquet wedding.

There were no reporters and media. Security was tight outside the banquet hall, with multiple checkpoints verifying guests' identification information.

The invited guests were either wealthy or influential, but they were mostly officials.

After entering the banquet hall, Phoebe and Cole remained close to Mila's side.

As the wealthiest man in the country, Zach's presence drew attention from both business and political circles, attracting many who sought to curry favor with him.

He was surrounded on all sides. Amid a chorus of flattery and ingratiating remarks, he obligingly engaged with each one in turn.

Mila walked around the lively crowd but didn't see Nathan, so she walked toward the adjacent VIP seat and sat down.

Phoebe brought over a cup of fruit tea for her. She then sat in the chair beside her while Cole sat next to Phoebe.

"Why don't you go look for General Morrison?" Phoebe asked Cole.

Cole smiled as he lowered his head to whisper in her ears, "Today's my day off, so I'm accompanying my girlfriend to the wedding."

Phoebe smiled and didn't retort.

his chair closer, wanting to be closer to Phoebe. He asked softly, "There's a buffet over there. What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." Phoebe glanced

said, "Phoebe, you don't need to follow me. It's safe here. You can have a day off as

around. She saw plainclothes police

guests who came in were all prominent figures in Norvania. Even Donald

Mila. I'll go find something

touched her hand. She smiled and replied,

and left the table. They headed

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