The Wrong Woman

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Suzanne closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She tried to swallow her distress, but it was just too painful to bear.

Unbidden tears welled in her eyes.

The next morning, Suzanne got out of bed, freshened herself up, and walked out of her bedroom.

She was startled when she saw the people sitting on the sofa in the living room–they were important people, whose discussion of important matters was interrupted by her

appearance.

They looked at her curiously.

Nathan stood up and introduced her politely. “Mr. President, this is my wife, Suzanne.”

The president of Norvania, Donald Tacker, was a middle–aged man in his fifties. His eyes held a kind twinkle, which made him look friendly and amiable.

taken aback by Nathan’s easy introduction. Maybe he

and lowered her head respectfully. “Good

Morrison.” Donald held out his hand

his hand

took a liking to my daughter. Now that I’ve met you, I can see that my daughter really can’t compare to you.”

at Suzanne. His eyes were as

melancholic aura that softened her

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beauty was realistic, with no trace of plastic

laughed awkwardly. “You flatter me, Mr. President. I’m just a normal

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nothing on your daughter.”

men looked at each other

She figured that Nathan had probably forgotten about basic hospitality in favor of business, so she offered politely,

trouble, Mrs. Morrison. We

nodded in accordance, but she still went into the kitchen

tea.

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