The Wrong Woman

It was dark and quiet that night.

After taking a bath, Suzanne went out to her balcony and sat in one of the rattan chairs while scrolling through the messages on her phone.

Ken, the guy who had held her hostage, had been killed on the spot. The hostages in Technive had all been rescued safely. Nathan’s team had also caught the rest of the perpetrators and handed them over to the police.

Suzanne’s bag and phone had been found. But she discovered that her own brother had transferred all the money she had saved for the past three years. *

As of now, Suzanne didn’t have a single penny to her name. The only thing she had left was her phone.

After she had lost her memories back then, she met Vera, who had treated her as family and insisted on taking Suzanne with her wherever she went. That was how Suzanne had ended up being Vera’s nurse.

She had no friends, and her relatives only made her life even more difficult and miserable. Now that she was in a pickle, she didn’t know who to ask for help with lending her some

money.

As Suzanne fell into deep thought, the door suddenly opened. She composed herself and

turned to look at the door.

She saw Nathan’s silhouette as he closed the door. All of a sudden, Suzanne found herself starting to feel nervous again.

She got so anxious that she immediately averted her eyes and lowered her head. She then tapped on a random book in her reading app and started to read.

Nathan’s firm footsteps eventually grew louder. Each step he took felt like a throb in Suzanne’s heart. She found it harder and harder to breathe.

Nathan’s figure walked past her field of vision.

Suzanne looked up and saw Nathan leaning against the balcony railing, facing her. She suddenly felt intimidated.

There was a hint of suspicion in Nathan’s eyes as he stared at her.

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She felt her heart skip a beat, and she asked softly, “Why are you staring at me like that?” Nathan replied with a question. “Did you really forget everything three years ago?”

“Yeah,” Suzanne responded.

Nathan pressed his lips into a thin line and thought for a while. Then, he asked her again, How much do you know about Azurium?”

Data and information about Azurium began appearing in Suzanne’s mind, as if they had been etched into her brain.

She said, “Azurium is mostly used in biochemical weapons and is considered a common raw ingredient.

“Its electron properties make it very susceptible to chemical reactions with other elements, which means it can cause huge, deadly explosions when combined appropriately with…”

Nathan held out his hand and frowned. “Wait, wait. Stop for a moment there.” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Suzanne immediately stopped talking.

Nathan felt like he understood every word Suzanne had said, but put together, he just couldn’t make heads or tails of it–especially when Suzanne went into details about the chemical properties.

He asked her, “Did you just call Azurium a ‘common‘ chemical?”

Suzanne’s eyes were big and round as she nodded honestly.

Nathan chuckled coldly.

The Norvanian military had spent 80 million dollars on just five ounces of Azurium for research purposes. They were trying to create even more powerful biochemical weapons to defend the country.

How could Suzanne call it a “common” chemical?

The stunt Sally had pulled at the lab earlier meant that the military had lost 80 million dollars for nothing.

Money wasn’t the problem here. The problem was the destroyed Azurium, which could barely be purchased in its purest form, even with a lot of money.

Nathan’s face was grim. He said, “I don’t think chemistry classes in middle school covered anything on Azurium. How did you know about it?”

Suzanne simply shook her head.

Nathan said, “I’ll have people look into your past and background once again.”

Suzanne just chuckled bitterly and lowered her eyes, saying nothing in return. However, her

heart sank

Her past wasn’t something she was proud of. There was no need for him to continue looking into it. It would only make him hate her more.

Nathan said, “I’m here to pass you a message from Dr. Lawrence. He wants you to work at the lab.”

Suzanne slowly scrolled on her phone, repeatedly reading the same few words on her screen without understanding any of them.

“But I don’t know anything, so how am I supposed to do any research? I was just lucky that I came across something I was familiar with this time.”

Nathan kept quiet.

Suzanne looked up at him and said, “Actually, I like reading, and I have a good photographic memory. Maybe I had just come across an article about Azurium in the past. That might be

all.”

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