The Wrong Woman

Chapter 58

The people around them started gossiping after hearing that.

Suzanne gripped the painting tightly in her hands and glowered at Wendy. Wendy was truly materialistic. She worshiped nothing but money and status.

However, Suzanne didn’t waver. She held her ground and said firmly, Wendy, your loss has nothing to do with me. I drew this for Grandma. You can explain yourself to the cops as to why my work appeared here.”

Wendy paled the moment the police were brought up. She froze, not knowing what to do.

Just then, a man with a gentle voice interrupted them, “Once this ship sails into the high seas, no country’s government nor its authorities has the right to interfere with the transactions made here.”

Everyone turned to the source of the voice. The person who spoke was a man in his mid-thirties. He wore a white suit and a pair of golden-rimmed glasses. He carried himself in a sophisticated ar elegant air.

A shiver ran up Suzanne’s spine the moment her gaze landed on hi handsome face. A wave of anxiety enveloped her heart.

He was a stranger to her. Why was she afraid of him?

Unsettled, Suzanne took a step backward.

Wendy, on the other hand, beamed when she saw the man.

“It’s you, Dr. Hoffis! Did you accompany Sally here?” Wendy asked smilingly.

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Hoffis, was polite enough to shake hands with Wendy before telling her, “Yes. Sally’s taking a look at

she turned to look in

Oliver started walking toward Suzanne.

a little rapid when he approached her. She stared uneasily at the pair of piercing eyes underneath

voice gentle as if he was speaking to a child

we know each other?” Suzanne exclaimed, shocked.

as soft as ever. “I’m your ex-boyfriend, Oliver. Are

Suzanne was in so much disbelief that she

plenty of men in the past.

kind of person to such an opportunity

Suzanne when he smiled

“You’re Nathan’s friend, Suzanne’s

A while later,

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and smiled softly

he said. “I’ll take it

I lost my memories. I don’t remember

you.”

buy it. “I won’t believe

mood to listen to them reminisce, so she planned to wait until

it, but Suzanne noticed what she was doing and put the painting behind her, all the

it to me,” Wendy said. “I don’t want you to ruin