As soon as Nadia stepped into the institute, a colleague hurriedly pulled her aside.
"Nadia, Becky's husband Jonas is one of the project's investors," the colleague whispered, their tone filled with palpable concern.
"I saw them at the entrance earlier. Be careful and don't provoke them."
Nadia paused, taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.
"I understand. Thank you."
Her calm response only deepened the colleague's worry.
"Nadia, you really need to watch out. Becky can be..."
"Don't worry. I'll handle whatever comes my way." Nadia smiled faintly, her voice carrying a hint of confidence.
Before the colleague could think further, Becky's voice rang out.
"What are you two whispering about?" Becky stood with her arm linked through Jonas's, a fake smile plastered
