The Wrong Woman

Chapter 73

At the frontiers was the Norvanian military headquarters.

The convoy gradually entered the heavily fortified weapons production base, stopping in front of a luxurious skyscraper.

Suzanne had not been here before. After getting out of the vehicle, she followed Nathan into the building, taking the elevator directly to the top floor.

In the spacious conference room, dozens of individuals in various uniforms stood in a line and bowed as they greeted Nathan, “General

Morrison.”

Suzanne was surprised to see that among these men and women, some were in white lab coats, some in military combat uniforms, and others in technical research attire. Additionally, many of the rest wore

uniforms she couldn’t recognize.

Presumably, leaders from all the military departments were present.

Nathan, with his usual stern and cold demeanor, took his seat at t

head of the table.

Lucas ushered Suzanne to the lounge next to the conference roo and served her coffee. “Madam, General Morrison has an urgent meeting. Please rest here for a while.”

Suzanne nodded. “Alright.”

idly looked at her phone for some time.

why she was waiting here for Nathan. There was no point in

Suzanne left the

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somber hue over the surroundings.

somewhat weary and increasingly hungry,

in the camp which was as large as

As she walked further, an uneasy feeling crept over her. The spring breeze carried a chilly

took out her phone and searched for Nathan’s contact. However, considering that he was attending an important meeting, she

strange rustling sound startled her. Suzanne turned around nervously. The sky had darkened by now, and she couldn’t make out anything in the dim surroundings except for the

stopped moving forward and started to retrace her steps instead.

emerged from behind a large tree and lunged at

her.

the assailant before

and aimed a sharp dagger at

me!” Suzanne screamed for help, desperately struggling out of the assailant’s hold. When the dagger was about to stab her,

gripped the blade, it dug

stronger, forcefully pressing down. Suzanne’s body shifted, and

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the dagger for another strike,