Nathan’s expression darkened when he heard what Suzanne said. He gave her a cold re.


    Suzanne was frightened. She was afraid that he would kill her out of anger, but she couldn’t just let


    herself get framed like this. She wanted to fight for a chance to exin herself, even if it meant her


    death.


    Whether Nathan believed her or not was not important. She knew she couldn’t change his perception


    of Sally no matter what she did..


    Nathan fell silent.


    He could see the fierce determination in Suzanne’s eyes. She had looked just like that when he’d


    saved her in Technive, and when she had beaten up her own brother in the casino.


    The teary yet determined look reminded him a lot of how Sally had been when she was young. She


    was always determined to get over whatever difficulty she had been facing at the time.


    Dazed by the illusion, he felt his heart lurch in sympathy.


    After saying all that, Suzanne wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. The wounds on her


    palms were red and bleeding. It was only then that Nathan realized how badly she had been hurt.


    She picked up her duffle bag and turned to the door. After taking a couple of staggering steps, she had


    to stop due to the pain. She leaned down to check on the wounds on her knees, then straightened and


    continued forward slowly.


    She looked so frail and helpless as she walked away. The morning sun cast warmth everywhere but


    her heart.


    Sally held a hand to her swollen face as she cried pitifully. “I’m not a homewrecker. I didn’t ruin your


    marriage. Why did she hit me? Why?”


    As she spoke, she went back into the house forlornly.


    Nathan followed her in. He watched thoughtfully as she cleaned up the books on the ground.


    It didn’t slip his notice that Sally had reced the books back onto the shelves inplete disorder.


    The Sally from his childhood was incredibly particr about the arrangement of her books.


    He was shocked.


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    That night, Nathan sat in front of hisputer in his study and sent out a video recording.


    After sending the video, he picked up his phone and called the best programmer in the Norvanian


    Military.


    His tone was cold. “This recording is from the surveince camera at the door of my house. Can you


    amplify the sound and remove all the background noise? I’ll need the audio for this particr time.”


    This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    “No problem, General Morrison. Give me a few minutes,” the programmer said confidently. Nathan


    ended the call and put down his phone. His eyes darkened.


    He was the only one who knew about the surveince camera in Sudvi.


    Suzanne’s tearful yet determined expression shed across his mind again.


    Her resigned tears made him inexplicably irritated.


    Ten minutester, the programmer sent him an audio file.


    After a moment of hesitation, Nathan tapped on it and listened to the file.


    He did not sleep that night.


    Shovale was an ancient mansion surrounded by pretty scenery.


    Suzanne returned to the mansion with an armful of wildflowers.


    An elderly woman was sitting in the perg. Her hair was white, but her thin frame was still filled with


    vigor. She looked kind and elegant.


    “Grandma,” Suzanne greeted sweetly.


    Vera Cross reached out a hand to her with a smile. “Chubs, were you picking flowers in the backyard


    again?”


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    Suzanne quickened her steps and ced the wildflowers onto the stone table. Then, she sat down


    beside Vera. “The lupines are so beautiful when they’re in bloom. I wanted to get some for the house,”


    she said softly.