The Wrong Woman

Nathan hummed. “Give Madam the seat.”

Lucas nodded. “Of course.”

Morgan blinked at them awkwardly.

Sally was flabbergasted as she watched Lucas bring the chair up to Suzanne. He even helped her into the seat. Suzanne herself was surprised by this.

Sally stomped her foot in frustration. “Nate, I’m the one who got hurt! Do you not have a heart?”

Nathan completely ignored her.

Soon, a team of IT personnel arrived with their tools. They swiftly set up their computer and connected a projector before starting the recovery of the surveillance footage.

Cole approached Morgan with his head held high. “Our base has the best team of IT personnel in Norvania. They could even dece most intricate computer codes, let alone retrieve some surv footage.

Right now, anxiousness was finally catching up to Sally. She her forehead and leaned against a soldier weakly. She pleaded Nate, I can’t take it anymore. My head hurts. Could you pleas me to the hospital?”

Nathan stayed silent and was as unyielding as a mountain.

A few minutes later, the IT personnel calmly announced, “General Morrison, we have retrieved the footage. You can now view it.” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Project it to the screen,” Nathan instructed..

The white wall inside the lobby lit up with a video. The lobby was dimly lit and displayed the footage of Suzanne and Sally exiting the

lift.

Sally clung to Suzanne and whispered something in her ears. The latter immediately turned and slapped Sally.

Sally burst into tears at this and pointed an accusing finger at Suzanne. “She’s so cruel! She hit me without warning.”

Everyone was shocked.

Well, everyone except for Nathan. His expression grew ugly and he glanced at Suzanne’s injured hand. A pained look flickered in his gaze.

Her wound must have reopened from the strike. Did it hurt?

The last time he saw her hit someone was when Samuel sold her off.

The scene shifted to the entrance. The crowd could see that Suzanne had pushed Sally down the stairs.

Sally pointed at the screen and cried, “You saw it, right? The evidence is right there! She’s the one who pushed me. Even though it’s just six steps of stairs, it’s clear that she wants to harm me! At the very leas she should be sued for assault, right?”

Morgan cleared his throat and approached Nathan with a smug look Do you have anything else to say, General Morrison?”

Nathan indeed had nothing to say to him.

He turned around and ordered sternly, “Rewind and slow down the

clip.”

Sally stomped her foot angrily. “What exactly are you trying to do,

Nate?”

Suzanne nervously sat in the chair and watched the screen. She

subconsciously unwound the bandage around her palm.

Nathan remained firm and no one dared go against him.

The video was replayed at a slower speed.

Every detail of the interaction unfolded in front of the crowd.

The crowd’s eyes widened with each frame.

Morgan’s expression also darkened and a look of awkwardness befell

him.

In the footage, Sally had grabbed Suzanne’s wrist and used it to push herself down the stairs. The slowed video clip left no room for doubt.