The Wrong Woman

Chapter 118

The sky darkened as day turned to night.

Suzanne had spent nearly the entire day with Vera in Shovale. She was exhausted by the time she returned to Morrison Residence given

she was still ill.

As Suzanne dragged herself into the living room, a snarky voice said, Oh look, our impostor artist is finally showing herself.”

Suzanne turned to see who was speaking. It was Lindsey.

Lindsey walked over arrogantly, one hand holding a phone and the other tucked by her waist.

“The great painter Ms. Inkwell finally uploaded a new video after retreating from the internet for three years,” Lindsey said.

“She clarified in the video that she had been sick for the past three. years, hence why she couldn’t continue making art. I really don’t understand how some people can be an impostor and go around. deceiving people.”

Lindsey then showed Suzanne the video playing on her screen. Disdain filled Lindsey’s eyes.

Suzanne glanced at the phone screen.

of the camera explaining why she chose to stay out of the public eye for the past three years. The account it

flatly, “I never said I was Inkwell, Aunt Lindsey.”

Before Lindsey could finish talking, Wendy’s voice rang out

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believe this video? Just because someone claims they’re Inkwell doesn’t mean they really

then why don’t we let an

can just use being sick as an

turned around to see

Nothing can substitute the real deal. You

good hackers now too. Who knows

still refusing to give up the ghost. Everyone knows who the real Inkwell is

Her hands balled into fists by her sides as she prepared to yell at Lindsey.

“Don’t bother yourself with this,

patted Suzanne’s arm. “I trust

a bittersweet smile.

well, Suzanne. You’ve been locked up in your room for the past few

forced another smile. “I’m alright, Wendy. Thank you for your concern. I’m going to go back to my

not want to see a doctor, Suzanne?” Wendy hurriedly asked.

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and went upstairs, not answering