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.”

Suzanne idly looked at her phone

on second thought, she wondered why she was waiting here for Nathan. There

feeling hungry, Suzanne left the building.

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sunset cast a somber

somewhat weary and increasingly hungry, she began to wander around.

having been here once before, she got lost in the camp

Suzanne arrived at a small park with a basketball court. As she walked further, an uneasy feeling crept over her. The

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

sound startled her. Suzanne turned around nervously. The sky had darkened by now, and she couldn’t

and started to retrace

from behind a large tree

her.

see the assailant before

aimed a sharp

of the assailant’s hold. When the dagger was about to stab her, she instinctively

gripped the blade, it dug into

assailant was stronger, forcefully pressing down. Suzanne’s body

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the assailant raised the dagger for another strike, a yell erupted,