The Wrong Woman

“I hope you and Dr. Lawrence from Norvania can collaborate and resolve this issue to maximize the potential of hydronium,” Nathan

said.

Alan replied earnestly. Though deep down, he wasn’t confident about

1.

At noon, Lucas walked into the cafeteria with a tray in hand.

Unsure about Suzanne’s food preferences, he decided to scoop a bit of everything. The tray ended up stacked high with various dishes that could easily feed a person for a couple of days.

As Lucas made his way out, he bumped into Nathan and Cole.

“General Morrison, good afternoon,” Lucas greeted.

Nathan gave a small nod in acknowledgment.

Cole eyed the assortment of food on Lucas’ tray and teased, “Hungr today? Do you think you can finish all of that?”

Lucas shrugged. “I had no clue about Mrs. Morrison’s food preferences, so I just grabbed a bit of everything. I didn’t realize there’d be this much variety, and the tray filled up faster than I expected.”

Cole chuckled. “Judging by Mrs. Morrison’s amazing figure, I bet she goes for light meals-veggies, fruits, and avoids the heavy stuff like carbs and meat.”

Lucas handed the tray over to Cole and quipped, “Looks like you’ve got the expertise. You’re in charge of delivering meals to Mrs.

Morrison from now on.” Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Cofe smiled awkwardly. As he reached for the tray, a figure deftly swooped in and snatched it from between them. It turned out to be

Nathan.

“I’ll handle it,” Nathan stated calmly.

Both Cole and Lucas were left bewildered, refusing to believe their eyes. The idea of a busy general taking care of mundane tasks like serving meals seemed far-fetched. They didn’t want to risk losing their jobs.

“General Morrison, I-I got this,” Cole quickly said.

Lucas tentatively reached for the tray. “General Morrison, we were just messing around. I’m more than willing to handle Mrs. Morrison’s meals. I’ll make sure to get her preferences down quickly and take good care of her.”

Meanwhile, Nathan casually entered the cafeteria and grabbed a set of utensils. As he walked out, Lucas and Cole were still hanging around, looking lost.

Nathan paused and gestured toward the cafeteria. “Go ahead and grab your meal.”

With that, he headed toward the dormitory. Cole and Lucas stood frozen in place, watching Nathan casually depart.

Cole was completely confused. “Lucas, did General Morrison just head out to deliver the meal?”

Lucas nodded in surprise. “Yeah, I think so.”

Cole wondered aloud, “Why’s General Morrison being so considerate all of a sudden?”

“I think he wants to see Mrs. Morrison.”

“Is he into Mrs. Morrison?” Cole asked.

“Mrs. Morrison is pretty likable-lovely and easygoing,” Lucas replied.

“But what about his childhood sweetheart? Doesn’t he like her

anymore?”

Lucas suddenly felt repulsed and blurted out, “Seriously, who’d be into that annoying pest? She’s always talking in an artificially cute manner, playing the victim, crying at the drop of a hat, and is way too clingy. She just annoys me every time I see her.”

Cole nodded in agreement. “I get you. General Morrison would’ve tied the knot ages ago if he was into Sally. We wouldn’t have Mrs. Morrison now, right?”

Lucas draped his arm around Cole’s shoulder, ready to head into the

cafeteria.

“Come on, let’s eat. After chowing down, we have to continue

investigating the one targeting Mrs. Morrison, prep for the drill, and deal with various official matters…”

“Ah, right… Let’s dig in…”