The Wrong Woman

Chapter 150

The phone rang several times before a woman answered the call in Sunterlish, “Hello, who is this?”

Feeling very nervous, Suzanne took a deep breath and pretended to be calm. She replied in Sunterlish as well, “Hello, Mrs. Potter. Do you remember me?”

Emma Potter sounded surprised, and her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, “You… are you Inkwell?”

“Mrs. Potter, so you still remember my voice?” Suzanne felt relieved.

A few days ago, she found the number of the orphanage director. Inkwell had registered her social media account under the director

back then.

If Suzanne was Inkwell, they should have often talked over the pl previously, even if they had never met in person before. Today, was forced to take a gamble, but she didn’t expect to win the bet.

Suzanne was quite sure that she was Inkwell herself.

Emma’s voice choked up, “Of course I remember. Oh my goodness, it really is you! Inkwell, have you been well for the past three years? Where are you? Is everything going well in your life? You suddenly disappeared without a word. I thought something bad had happened

to you.”

people present could understand Sunterlish and were shocked by the content of their conversation over the phone. However, they remained skeptical and

from Inkwell’s face as

Her assistant’s face turned ashen with

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confusion.

reassured Emma and asked hurriedly, “Mrs. Potter, I’m doing well. However, there’s something I want to ask you. Why can’t I log in to the public social media account that I opened under the name of

don’t have the password, and it’s not me who logged in to the account.

name to scam people for money. What a despicable woman! I wanted to speak up for you, but

Mrs. Potter. I will handle this myself.” After thanking the

understand Sunterlish, right? This number is on the official web the orphanage in Sunterland. All of

retorted angril Your husband is the leader of the Norvanian military and has absolute power. It would be easy for him

intended to resolve this matter amicably. However, this woman insisted on slandering the man whom

sharp glare on the woman claiming to be Inkwell and said coldly, “Stop with the act. The best proof of your identity is your real skill. Since we

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show

Your talent is the best proof of your identity. Why don’t you show

way, coming through…” Without waiting for Inkwell’s response, Gary and Florence had instructed Edgar and the household staff to bring