The Wrong Woman

Chapter 12

It was dark and quiet that night.

After taking a bath, Suzanne went out to her balcony and sat in one of the rattan chairs while scrolling through the messages on her phone.

Ken, the guy who had held her hostage, had been killed on the spot. The hostages in Technive had all been rescued safely. Nathan’s team had also caught the rest of the perpetrators and handed them over to the police.

Suzanne’s bag and phone had been found. But she discovered that her own brother had transferred all the money she had saved for the past three years. *

As of now, Suzanne didn’t have a single penny to her name. The only thing she had left was her phone.

After she had lost her memories back then, she met Vera, who had treated her as family and insisted on taking Suzanne with her wherever she went. That was how Suzanne had ended up being Vera’s nurse.

She had no friends, and her relatives only made her life even more difficult and miserable. Now that she was in a pickle, she didn’t know who to ask for help with lending her some

money.

As Suzanne fell into deep thought, the door suddenly opened. She composed herself and

turned to look at the door.

She saw Nathan’s silhouette as he closed the door. All of a sudden, Suzanne found herself starting to feel nervous again.

She got so anxious that she immediately averted her eyes and lowered her head. She then tapped on a random book in her reading app and started to read.

Each step he took felt like a throb

figure walked past her field of vision.

against the balcony railing, facing her. She suddenly felt

a hint of suspicion in Nathan’s eyes as he stared at

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are you staring at me like that?” Nathan replied with a question. “Did you really

“Yeah,” Suzanne responded.

lips into a thin line and thought for a while. Then, he asked her again,

in Suzanne’s mind, as if they

weapons and is considered

very susceptible to chemical reactions with other elements, which means

frowned. “Wait,

immediately stopped

said, but put together, he just couldn’t make heads or tails of it–especially when Suzanne

her, “Did you just call Azurium

big and round as

Nathan chuckled coldly.

research purposes. They were trying

Suzanne call it a “common” chemical?