The Woman From Hell

He reached out to grab my wrist, and his eyes looked a s if they were burning. However, because of the crowd here, he only muttered, "Why do you have to be like this?”

I was silent. I did not want to be like this here too, but I was mad.

"Come pass this gift with me." Seeing that I did not say a word, he restrained his emotions and spoke coldly.

"I don't think Miss Reed hopes to see us there together. Go and accompany her. I'll be there in a while." I flung his hand away with force as I finished talking.

However, he was gripping my hand so tightly that it hurt. He looked at me and solemnly said, "Don't cause a scene."

I was so angry that I was close to laughing. "Theo, do you think of me as someone who unreasonably causes you trouble?"

As I was too angry, my voice was a little loud and the people next to me started giving sideways glances.

"Wanda, be aware of the occasion," he whispered.

I looked up and said, "I've never understood

appropriate etiquette nor do I know how to be aware o f the occasion. I'm just a wild girl from the countryside. I can't even begin to compare with Miss Reed.”

"You..." Theo's face got even gloomier and colder.

"Why are you here, Wandy? I've been looking all over for you. I know you don't like these kinds of occasions. Let’s leave." Tyler smiled warmly as he turned a blind eye to Theo's anger.

"Alright." I just wanted to leave. I forcefully broke free from Theo’s grip and left with Tyler.

I did not look back at him. If Tyler was the devil, then Theo was someone scarier than the devil. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

After walking a few steps, I realized the gift box was still in my hands. I told him, "Let's go say goodbye to President White.”

"You can go. I'll wait for you here." Tyler was full of smiles tonight. It was rare for him to be so patient.

I went to the second floor where President White was.

When she saw me, Petra smiled kindly and was still enthusiastic. "I didn't attend to you well tonight.

Please forgive me for that, Miss Lane."

I was no longer the same as before. I became polite and courteous. "You're too kind, President White.

Here's a little gift, to show our respect. I wish you a happy birthday and for you to be happy forever!"

Theo was the one who bought the gift. It must be something out of the ordinary.

"Thank you, Miss Lane. You’re very considerate." Petra received the gift. She kept an elegant and calm smile o n her face.

Grayson, who was holding onto Cindy and chatting with others, saw me. He softly said something to Cindy before walking over.

Cindy looked at me and her face was somewhat gloomy. She turned and left.

"You must be Wanda," Grayson said as he arrived in front of me. This was a man of dignity. Although he was in his 40s, his figure was still tall and straight. He was an attractive man, indeed.

Seeing the kind smile on his face, my heart was shaken and I felt like I could not speak. He looked very familiar but was not at the same time. I could only nod and smile. "Yes. Nice to meet you, Mr. Louis."

Grayson stared at me and nodded slightly. He turned around and said to Petra, "Very few people are not afraid of me when they see me for the first time. This woman here looks exactly like you when you were young. There's some stubbornness in those bones."

"I know. I had that feeling too when I first saw her. If it weren’t for the DNA test, I would've thought that she was the one," Petra chuckled as she spoke.

"You're a pretty good kid." Grayson looked at me and asked kindly, "Can I call you Wandy?" I nodded lightly. It felt like I had experienced this exact same scenario a long time ago, especially listening to his gracious voice. It was like deja vu.

"I heard you grew up with your mother. Is she..." Grayson was about to speak.

"Mom, Dad, both of you are the protagonists tonight. Don't keep hiding in the corner. Everyone’s looking for you guys." Cindy walked over, reached into the crook o f their arms, and said coquettishly.

Grayson looked at me and apologized. "I'm very sorry, we’re a bit busy today. I'll talk to you another day.” He held Petra’s hand and they headed toward the crowd downstairs after he finished talking.

Cindy and I were the only ones left. We stood in the corner where no one noticed us.

She stopped pretending, lowered her face, and glanced at me with arrogance as she spoke coldly," Wanda, we need to talk!"