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.

Maybe he just didn’t want to hide. anything from

head respectfully.

Morrison.” Donald held out his hand

took his hand and

Nathan never took a liking to my daughter. Now that I’ve met you, I can see that my daughter really can’t compare to

looked at Suzanne. His eyes were as cold

in her own simple way. She had a melancholic aura that softened her demeanor. It made her soft

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beauty was realistic, with no trace of plastic

flatter me, Mr. President. I’m just a

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on your daughter.”

looked at each other while smiling.

table was empty apart from a file. There was no tea or refreshments in sight. She figured that Nathan had probably forgotten about basic hospitality in favor of business, so she offered politely, “Let

need for the trouble, Mrs. Morrison. We

accordance, but she still went into the kitchen to

tea.

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