The Wrong Woman

Cole still had his eyes closed. “Indeed. During lunch today, General Morrison stared at the chicken leg on his plate for a very, very long time. In the end, he didn’t eat a single bite.”

Lucas was bewildered. “General Morrison isn’t the type to waste food.

Cole nodded. “You’re right. He gave it to me.”

The memory of it still made his mouth water.

Lucas leaned closer to Cole and said in a hushed tone, “How about I go to Phoenicia and bring Madam back?”

“Forget it. Have you ever seen a newlywed couple go without meeting calling, or texting each other for ten days? They probably don’t have feelings for each other,” Cole mumbled.

Lucas nervously glanced at the door to make sure no one was around and whispered, “Cole, let me tell you something.”

Cole was swept along by Lucas’ nervousness and quickly opened his eyes. He leaned closer. “What is it?”

“The letter that Madam left for General Morrison was thrown into the

trash can on the first day,” Lucas whispered.

“As expected.” Cole cocked a brow.

“I found that letter in his drawer yesterday.” Lucas grinned.

Cole widened his eyes in shock while Lucas nodded excitedly.

The two exchanged glances and immediately concluded. Something was up with Nathan.

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Cole suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, “Didn’t General Morrison’s aunt send him an invitation yesterday? Should we notify General Morrison?”

Lucas frowned. “Do you have a death wish? General Morrison made it clear that any invitations from that aunt should be rejected

immediately.”

Cole kicked Lucas. “Are you stupid? With an excuse to go back to Phoenicia, maybe General Morrison will attend it this time.”

Lucas widened his eyes at the revelation.

The two hurriedly got up and went to the office.

They knocked on the door and entered.

Nathan stood in front of the large window, silently gazing at the night scene outside. His broad back appeared especially desolate.

“General Morrison,” both of them greeted in unison.

Nathan, with his back still to them, spoke in a low tone, “Go back and

rest.”

Lucas nodded. “Yes, General Morrison.”

Cole shot the coward a glare. “General Morrison, your aunt…”

Nathan immediately interrupted him sternly, “Don’t bring her up in front of me.”

The two swallowed nervously at this

Nathan’s aunt was an incredibly annoying person. Nathan avoided her at all costs, and a mere mention of her name was enough to give him. a headache.

Cole mustered up the courage and continued, “Your aunt is returning from her tour and will be hosting a grand banquet the day after

tomorrow. She hopes you will drop by.”

Lucas grew nervous for Cole. They might get scolded again.

Nathan fell silent.

He stared in the direction of Phoenicia. Were the stars there as bright as they were here? Suzanne should be asleep by now, right?

Lucas and Cole exchanged a knowing look. This was the first time Nathan didn’t throw a fit over his annoying aunt.

At the Morrison Residence.

“Come here, Suzanne, I have something to tell you,” Florence called.

Suzanne quickly put down the book in her hand and walked out of the study. She took a seat on the couch in the living room.

“What’s the matter, Mom?” asked Suzanne.

Florence observed Suzanne closely. Over time, she realized that Suzanne was a gentle and soft- spoken woman. She was someone who was easily bullied.

Florence couldn’t help but worry for her. “Suzanne, Nate’s aunt will be home tomorrow. Remember, you have to keep your cool no matter what she says. Don’t cross her.”

Suzanne was puzzled by this. “Who exactly is she? Why is everyone scared of her?” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.