The Wrong Woman

Wendy turned around and said sarcastically to Lindsey, “Aunt Lindsey, Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

is it so difficult to admit that Suzanne is better than your darling Elyse?”

“I…” Lindsey was at a loss for words.

Nathan slowly stood up and went to hold Suzanne’s hand. “Come on.

Let’s head back to our room.”

Suzanne felt uneasy but she still let Nathan lead her away.

Wendy began arguing with Lindsey again.

Layla was fuming. She went over to the couch, feeling angry, and kicked Duke. “Had your fill yet? What are you waiting for? Let’s go!”

Duke returned to his senses and hurriedly followed Layla out.

Tobias and Cheryl shared a look of disbelief. They found it hard to believe that it was Suzanne, someone they looked down on the most, who had played the piano just now.

Meanwhile, Gary was quietly talking to Florence.

“Who knew Suzanne would be so talented, darling! My mother really has a good eye!” Gary exclaimed.

Florence nodded. “She really does. I was shocked too. Not only is Suzanne a famous artist, but she’s a wonderful pianist too!”

Gary shook his head in wonder. “I don’t think that’s all to it. Florence’s musical and artistic talents are exceptional, especially the latter.

“She’s the famous Inkwell after all, yet she never uses her talents for personal gain. I think these are just Suzanne’s hobbies and interests.”

Florence asked, “Does she have any other profession?”

“I’m not sure, but I do think those ugly rumors about her past are untrue. Someone must’ve made them up!”

Florence agreed to this as well. She said angrily, “They were definitely made up. Suzanne is such a beautiful and talented young woman. She’d never use a man for money.”

Gary said sternly, “Yes. If I catch anyone speaking ill of Suzanne from now on, I’ll be sure to teach them a hard lesson.”

Nathan shut the door behind him while Suzanne stood in the room, still shocked. She wasn’t sure how to explain herself to Nathan.

Nathan then faced Suzanne, hands on his waist. He took a deep breath to calm himself, but awe still filled his being.

He then looked up at the ceiling and sighed. Suzanne had astounded him yet again.

Nathan couldn’t imagine how talented and mysterious she re was. If Suzanne regained her memories and personality, her conce might just shock everyone.

“Nathan…” Suzanne was worried. She kept on fiddling with he feeling insecure.

Nathan gazed deeply at her before pressing a finger against his forehead. He wasn’t sure how to begin this conversation.

Suzanne said weakly, “This is the first time I’ve played the piano in three years since I woke up. I didn’t know I could in the first pla

Nathan set his hand down and said solemnly, “Talent can help y with painting. Some talented artists can produce phenomenal work within a year or two of learning the craft.”

Suzanne nodded in agreement.

Nathan then said, “But piano is different. It requires long-term

practice until you gain muscle memory. The song you played just now

was a highly technical one, yet you still mastered it. It seems the

piano is something you’ve learned to play since young.”

Suzanne was shocked. “Me? Since young?”

“Yes.”

“Do you think Mom and Dad would’ve bought me a piano?”

“They don’t have the money nor the foresight to do so.”

“How could I have learned piano since I was young then? I grew up poor.”

Nathan held Suzanne by the shoulders and leaned in, saying

solemnly, “Maybe you should redo a DNA test with the York family.

Suzanne’s heartbeat quicked as hope filled her chest for a split second.

What if she wasn’t Suzanne York? She wouldn’t be burdened with tha terrible past anymore.

Suzanne agreed immediately. “Alright. I’ll contact my family.”

Nathan said seriously, “I’ll come with you this time. There can be no room for errors here.”