“Invite us out for a meal?” Phoebe eximed, taken aback.


    M’s expression darkened at this unexpected suggestion, her concern mounting. She swiftly


    bypassed Keith and hurried into the house, with Keith anxiously attempting to follow.


    Phoebe grasped Keith’s arm, a knowing smile ying on her lips. “Keith, what’s happening today? Why


    are you so jittery?


    Keith shook off Phoebe’s hand. “It’s nothing. I should get going.”


    Phoebe stepped in front of Keith, blocking his path. “What’s the hurry? Let’s wait for a while.”


    Keith nced nervously inside once more, visibly flustered.


    Phoebe noticed every move he made. With her extensive experience as a bodyguard, she sensed that


    something was seriously amiss.


    Without hesitation, she tackled him to the ground.


    M dashed into the living room and heard Sally’s persistent knocking at the door.


    “Nate, please open up! It’s Sally. Nate…” Sally’s voice echoed as she continued to knock on the door,


    insisting, “Open the door, I need to speak with you!”


    M nced at the wall clock. It was already two in the afternoon, an hour past lunchtime.


    Hurrying upstairs, M found Sally adorned in a sheer chiffon dress, her provocative lingerie subtly


    visible, entuating her enticing figure.


    “What exactly are you up to?” M demanded, her anger barely contained.


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    Sally froze momentarily, then turned to face M, her expression transitioning from surprise


    to seriousness.


    Swiftly readjusting her attire, Sally countered, “What brings you here? Weren’t you-”


    M narrowed her gaze. “Weren’t I what?”


    Sally hesitated to speak further.


    M’s tone dripped with sarcasm. “Oh, did you believe I was being held captive by Oliver?”


    Sally forced a smile and picked up her bag from the floor. With aposed facade, she took out her


    phone and dialed Oliver’s number.


    Unable to reach him, she expressed her confusion, “Where could Oliver be?”


    M remained stoic. “He’s probably dead at his house. But what about you? Why are you


    dressed like that and showing up at Sudvi?”


    Sally replied casually, “Sudvi was originally a marital home that Nate built for me. I lived here for


    quite some time, and even the password is my birthday.”


    The term “marital home” stirred something within M’s heart.


    Nathan had indeed decorated this house to suit Wanda’s preferences, which was why she loved.


    it there.


    M confronted Sally head–on.


    At that moment, Cole, having been alerted to the situation, rushed in with two subordinates. Upon


    reaching the second–floor corridor, they found M already present.


    “Ms. Suzanne, you’ve returned?”


    M nodded affirmatively. “Yes.”


    After exchanging pleasantries, Cole fixed Sally with a stern gaze. “Ms. Hoffis, what brings you here?”


    Sally awkwardly straightened her attire and forced a smile. “I’m looking for Nate.”


    In a cold tone, Cole stated, “Mr. Morrison has already kicked you out and told you to leave. Do you


    have any self–awareness at all?”


    Sally clenched her jaw, restraining herself as she addressed Cole, “I need to speak to him.”


    “Mr. Morrison has made it clear he doesn’t want to see you. Allow us to escort you home. Let’s go,”


    Cole insisted.


    Feeling frustrated, Sally turned back to the door and resumed knocking once more. “Nate, it’s me,


    Sally! We’ve known each other since childhood. Have you forgotten our shared memories? Why are


    you treating me like this?”


    Cole signaled to his two subordinates, and they forcibly seized Sally’s arms, dragging her downstairs.


    Sally wrestled, crying out, “Let me go! Who do you think you are toy your hands on me?”


    Cole trailed them downstairs to handle Sally.


    In that instant, M experienced a surge of fear.


    She hadn’t imagined Sally would dare to bribe Keith andmit a crime at Sudvi.