The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250 

Suzanne ended the call once again. 

Almost immediately, her phone buzzed incessantly with incoming calls and messages. Despite the internet being scoured clean, those determined individuals had managed to leak her number. 

In less than ten minutes, a barrage of calls bombarded her, accompanied by an onslaught of messages. Suzanne’s breath quickened, and her nerves were stretched thin. 

She hastily powered off her phone, her appetite for breakfast completely gone. She felt like she was teetering on the edge of madness, her hands cradling her head as she sank into deep thought. 

The weight of the situation threatened to overwhelm her, and she worried about the potential impact on Nathan. 

“Madam, are you all right?” the maid asked, concern etched on her face. 

Suzanne shook her head silently.. 

“Don’t worry, Madam, Mr. Morrison has everything under control,” the maid reassured her. Suzanne fell silent for a moment before decisively grabbing her phone and striding upstairs. 

In her room, she closed the door, powered on her device, and dialed Samuel’s number. Within seconds, Samuel answered the call. “Well, well, if it isn’t my little sister?” 

Suzanne held back tears as she spoke, her words deliberate. “What exactly do you want?” 

“Didn’t I make myself clear yesterday? Eighty million dollars in 

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alimony, all in one go.” 

Suzanne felt a sharp pang in her chest. “I don’t have it.” 

“But you’re the renowned Inkwell. Just sell a few artworks, and you’d have tens of millions,” Samuel snapped. 

“Even if you don’t, isn’t there still Nathan? Even a fraction of his 

wealth is worth more than 80 million dollars. 

“Look at you and your husband, wealthy and powerful, yet you don’t even care about your own family! Is that acceptable?” 

After venting for a moment, Samuel’s tone grew even more arrogant. I went all the way to the border, hoping to secure a position through Nathan. However, he treated me like a dog, casting me aside with no regard. Suzanne, I won’t tolerate this indignity!” 

Suzanne clenched her teeth in anger. “So, you put our parents on TV, stirred up trouble, reduced me to nothing, and exposed me entirely. Now, you even gave my contact information to the media?” 

Samuel’s response was terse. “I’ve given yo plenty of chances, but you’ve left me no choice.” 

Suzanne stepped out onto the balcony, her grip tight on the railing as she watched the clouds drift lazily across the sky, her vexation palpable. “Are there others involved in this affair?” 

Samuel hesitated momentarily before firing back, “Who else could be involved?” 

Suzanne composed herself, her tone softening. “Samuel, I may not match your tactics, but remember, I’m not alone. I have a husband.” 

Samuel let out a derisive laugh. 

“My husband is none other than Nathan Morrison,” Suzanne asserted. “Don’t underestimate him.” 

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