The Wrong Woman

Chapter 144

At this moment, Nathan’s expression was unexpectedly calm.

Suzanne didn’t take Lindsey’s words to heart. Instead, the person she cared about had always been Nathan.

“Lindsey,” Suzanne said, “I never claimed to be Inkwell, nor have I

used her reputation for personal gain. On what grounds does she have to sue me?”

Lindsey sneered. “Oh, you don’t know? Wendy spent a tidy sum to restore that crappy painting of yours. She even sold the painting for five million dollars.”

Suzanne clenched her fists as her chest tightened with anger. She

hadn’t expected this to happen.

She had deliberately ruined the painting, yet Wendy managed to f someone to restore it. It was even sold at a high price.

Suzanne had been keeping tabs on this Inkwell person who seemed to appear out of thin air. At first, she thought Inkwell was just going to make a brief appearance.

However, Suzanne didn’t expect Inkwell to capitalize on her fame and make money through livestreaming.

Apart from product endorsements, she also participated in lucrative activities and events. The only thing Inkwell didn’t continue doing was livestreaming her paintings or engaging in charity work.

she was Inkwell, she

that the woman who claimed to be her was

look forward to the legal letter from

turned to Florence and said, “Excuse me, I’ll go back to

turned away, Suzanne’s gaze

gaze nor making any sound to acknowledge her.

plummeted. She didn’t know why, but Nathan’s attitude toward her seemed to have changed. His inconsistent behavior swung between hot and

and more strained. However, Suzanne had no idea what the problem was. Neither of them exchanged a word from start

door ajar. She walked in and froze up instantly when she saw two maids packing up Nathan’s

felt a suffocating weight on her

a heavy stone that weighed do wasn’t pain

feet turned cold. Suzanne

they got married. Despite ininitially rocky relationship, they hadn’t slept in separate rooms. So wity now?

sp for

It

of the maids greeted Suzanne politely and explained, “Madam, We are packing up

guesstroom.

on

leaned against the wall by the door and looked