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.

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

approached 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?”

Can we expect more

retreated. Unbeknownst to

with Cole, who

distraction, Nathan took Suzanne’s hand and guided her discreetly through a side door, leaving Cole

for today, folks. As you can see, Ms. Suzanne York is the real

turned their atter to the Morrisons for clarification. Dumbfounded, the Morrisons struggled to maintain composure while concealing their true

Sally noticed Suzanne and Nathan’s disappearance and hurriedly left

trace of the pair.

to impersonate Inkwell. That moron brought a knife to a gunfight and actually made a fool

such an accident happened again, Sally feared that her true

by fury, Sally crushed a handful of flowers and growled, “If I’d known you’d be such a nuisance, would’ve killed

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start.”

blooming flowers filled the space. Carefully withdrawing her hand, Suzanne looked up