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.”

Lucas left, Suzanne idly looked at her phone

waiting here for Nathan. There

feeling hungry, Suzanne left the building. The

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somber hue over the surroundings.

and increasingly hungry, she began

she got lost in the

a small park with a basketball court. As she walked further, an uneasy feeling crept

phone and searched for Nathan’s contact. However, considering that he was attending an important meeting, she dismissed the idea of

then, a strange rustling sound startled her. Suzanne turned around nervously. The sky had darkened by now, and she couldn’t make out anything in

amiss, she stopped moving forward and started to

behind a

her.

the assailant before she was forcefully pushed

down and aimed a sharp

hold. When the dagger was about

the blade, it dug into her

the assailant was stronger, forcefully pressing down. Suzanne’s body shifted, and the dagger pierced

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assailant raised the dagger for another strike, a yell