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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with Wendy before telling her, “Yes.

she turned to look in the direction where

started

turned a little rapid when he approached her. She stared uneasily at the pair of

said, his voice gentle as if he

other?” Suzanne exclaimed,

he spoke again, his voice was still as soft as ever. “I’m your

in so much disbelief

heard that she had dated plenty of men in the past. Who kn that she’d bump into

to gossip arose, and Wendy wasn’t the kind of person to such an opportunity slip by. She

locked on Suzanne when he smiled softly and nodded in response

teased, “You’re Nathan’s friend, Suzanne’s ex- boyfriend, and also Sally’s

A while later, she

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adjusted his glasses and

my friend, Nathan,” he said. “I’ll take it as you taking revenge on me.”

shook her head. “No. I lost my memories. I don’t remember

you.”

won’t believe such a

was in no mood to listen to them reminisce, so she planned to wait until Suzanne wasn’t watching

noticed what she was doing and put the painting behind

Wendy said. “I don’t want you