The soft spring breeze blew as the sun disappeared behind the hills.On a tennis court at a private club, Nathan and Donald were playing a match. Soaked in sweat, Donald looked tired and was breathing heavily. However, Nathan seemed completely relaxed.After a few rounds, it was clear that Donald was struggling to keep up. He raised his hand, asking for a break. "Let's take a breather and continue later."Nathan stopped playing and walked casually to the bench. He grabbed two bottles of water and handed one to Donald.Gasping for air, Donald said, "I can't keep pace with you youngsters anymore. I'm getting old, and my stamina's fading."Nathan smirked, taking a sip of water without saying anything flattering."What's up with the tension between you and Lillian lately?" Nathan asked bluntly.Donald's face tightened. "Since when did you start prying into my family business? That's not like you.""I'm not interested in your family drama. It's about her husband, Yale," Nathan clari
"Wanda forgives you because of Cameron, but I'm not letting you off the hook," Nathan said indifferently.Fenna's expression soured, and she asked sadly, "Why?""No why. Adults need to own up to what they do.""I didn't intend to," Fenna protested."My house has cameras everywhere."Fenna was caught off guard.Nathan didn't want to argue further and headed toward the car."You've never been this harsh with me before," Fenna blurted out, her emotions showing.Nathan took a deep breath and turned back to face her with a chilling tone. "I didn't realize how twisted your thinking was."Cameron begged me to tolerate you more. Without him, you're nothing. I wouldn't even spare a glance at you. It's not worth my time."Tears filled Fenna's eyes as she stared at Nathan. She clenched her fists and bit her lip. She was clearly hurt and upset."Go and prepare your defense. The judge will consider your income for compensation. But you have to pay.""Are you short of money?" Fenna shout
Mila could tell that Nathan was feeling off. She gently stroked his head and asked, "What's bothering you?""I just want to hold you," Nathan whispered."Are you hungry?" Mila gently touched his back, feeling a surge of sympathy."No.""Are you feeling tired?""I wouldn't feel tired if I could hold you." His weariness seemed more emotional than physical."Let's head to our room. I'll give you a massage," Mila said sincerely.Nathan chuckled and asked, "What kind of massage?"His tone was suggestive, and Mila got the hint right away. She patted his shoulder, "I mean it. When I used to care for Grandma, I picked up a few massage tricks."Nathan tenderly held her hand. "Your hands are so delicate. I don't want to tire you out. I'll skip the massage. Holding you is enough to make me content."Moved by his words, Mila kissed his forehead. She cradled his face and looked into his eyes. "When you first came in, you seemed really down. What's going on?""So, you jumped on me on purp
After the wedding incident, Yale became vigilant, ensuring Nathan couldn't covertly obtain his DNA.Mila strictly followed Nathan's instructions in such critical matters. He had expressly stated his desire for her to steer clear of Yale, so she made an effort to avoid any possible conflicts.However, fate had a different script prepared.Just days later, Mila and Phoebe left the bookstore and ventured into the nearby mall to browse clothing. To their surprise, they stumbled upon Lillian trying on outfits at a high-end fashion store, accompanied by Yale.Mila had no intention of greeting them and was ready to leave without a word.However, Yale greeted politely, "What a coincidence, Mrs. Morrison."Mila's expression darkened as she regarded Yale with suspicion.When Lillian emerged from the fitting room with clothes in hand, her smile faded upon seeing Mila. "What a day, bumping into a jerk."Phoebe felt the impulse to speak up and defend Mila, but Mila restrained her, gesturing
Phoebe burst into the fitting room. She quickly pulled Mila out and positioned herself protectively before her. "Mila, are you okay?"Salespeople from the store gathered around, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene."Darling?" Lillian approached with worry etched on her face.She supported Yale's arm, bending down to find him clutching his crotch. Seeing the sweat on his forehead and the pain on his face, she felt sorry for him. "What happened? Did Wanda hurt you?"The situation was clear. This was a women's clothing store, so naturally, the changing room was intended for females.Therefore, when a man appeared in the fitting room and ended up doubled over in pain, it didn't take much to piece together what had occurred.Yale winced in pain and muttered, "Wanda was too rough."Lillian glared at Mila and clenched her teeth in frustration. She hurried over and raised her hand as if she might slap her.Phoebe acted quickly. She grabbed Lillian's arm and forcefully shoved it awa
Phoebe hurriedly trailed after Mila as she left. They got into the car nervously. Phoebe wasted no time starting the engine and driving away.As they fled, Mila pulled out her phone and dialed Nathan's number, her mind racing with fear. Past encounters had taught her to be wary of Yale's potential threats, and she was on edge.Nathan answered just as Mila's anxiety bubbled over. "Nate, there's Yale's blood on me. What do I do?""What happened?" Nathan's voice betrayed his tension."I ran into him and Lillian at the clothing store. Things got heated, and I ended up injuring him and getting his blood on my clothes.""Send me your location right away. Follow my instructions carefully. Head to the nearest police station and lay low for now." Nathan's tone was urgent."Got it."Nathan swiftly deployed a drone for tracking and protection purposes while organizing a team to meet Mila.Ten minutes later, Mila safely met up with Nathan. Escorted by the military base's team, they rushed
Nathan's expression turned serious as he shook his head.Mila was shocked. "So, Yale isn't Oliver after all?""I'm not sure. All the data on Oliver's DNA in the database has been erased, even the previous samples are gone," Nathan replied.Mila clenched her fist and gritted her teeth. "No wonder he was so calm today. Turns out, he's got nothing to fear anymore.""Maybe it's because he got cautious after I took his blood at the wedding," Nathan said, leaning back on the couch and closing his eyes. "He's planning to run for election, so it'll be even tougher to catch him then.""He's truly terrifying," Mila remarked. "He leaves no trace in anything he does. It's all cleaned up perfectly."Nathan reached for her hand, squeezing it tight as he said, "I'm most worried about you now.""You don't have to worry about me. From now on, I'll make sure to bring Phoebe with me whenever I go out, along with a few others," Mila replied."Project 905 is about to kick off, so you have to start
After dinner, the family gathered in the living room, nibbling on fruit and chatting.Cole entered the house hand in hand with Phoebe.When Michaela spotted them, she welcomed them warmly. "Cole, Phoebe, come join us and grab some fruit."Cole nodded politely and exchanged greetings with everyone before standing respectfully beside Nathan. His cheeks flushed slightly as he shyly said, "General Morrison, I need to talk to you about something."Nathan motioned toward the empty couch across from him. "Take a seat and let's talk."Cole held Phoebe's hand as they settled onto the couch facing Nathan.Mila smiled as she watched Phoebe's shy demeanor, sensing that something wonderful was about to unfold. Anticipation filled her.Cole cleared his throat nervously before saying, "General Morrison, Mrs. Morrison, we would like..."Phoebe glanced at him bashfully, silently encouraging him to speak his mind.All eyes in the room were fixed on him, awaiting his words.Cole stuttered, "W-W