The Wrong Woman

Chapter 153

Nathan strolled over to Suzanne, captivated by her portrayal of his backyard on canvas. “I’m offering a hundred million for this

masterpiece. Any particular charity in mind?” he inquired with genuine interest.

Caught off guard, Suzanne hesitated before responding, “Any charity will do…”

Locking eyes with her, Nathan directed Cole. “Arrange a one hundred million donation to an educational institution in rural areas.”

While Cole hastened to carry out the order, Suzanne carefully rolled up her artwork and handed it to Nathan.

“On behalf of the institution, we express our deepest gratitude,” Suzanne stated earnestly.

As Nathan accepted the painting, his stern expression softened into smile.

Confused by the distant exchange, the onlookers couldn’t help but wonder about the true nature of Nathan and Suzanne’s relationship.

Meanwhile, the internet erupted with excitement over the breaking

news.

acclaimed painter, had returned after three years to expose her imitator and auction her latest masterpiece for charity. The unexpected revelation sparked a global frenzy within the realms of art and

Suzanne and started firing questions. “Would you mind an interview, Ms. Inkwell? Are you a Sunteri or Norvanian? Was your hiatus due

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Morrison?”

reign? Can we expect more of your artwork in the future?”

crowd of reporters encircled Suzanne and bombarded her with inquiries. Flustered, Suzanne instinctively retreated. Unbeknownst to her, the Morrisons watched the scene with

Cole, who promptly instructed the soldiers to usher

Suzanne’s hand and guided her discreetly through a side door,

Ms. Suzanne York is the real Inkwell.

their atter to the Morrisons for clarification. Dumbfounded, the Morrisons struggled

and Nathan’s disappearance and hurriedly left to search for them,

garden, she found no trace of the pair. Frustrated, she clenched her fists and stomped in anger.

that the organization would assign an idiot to impersonate Inkwell. That moron brought a knife

an accident happened again, Sally feared that

“If I’d known you’d be such a nuisance, would’ve killed you from

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start.”

to the greenhouse, where blooming flowers filled the space. Carefully