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The Woman From Hell

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Chapter 1706

"Mr. Zoel, do you know the consequences of falsely spreading rumors?" Theo's handseyebrows wrinkled

with displeasure.

| knew that he was about to explode.

| pursed my lower lip and opened my mouth. "Mr. and Mrs. Zoel, even though | have no clue as to why you

suddenly clooking for me, I'm willing

to listen to you. However, this isn't the place for us to talk it over. Why don't we head upstairs?"

| was respecting the deceased. It was incredibly polite forto even refer to Julie as Mrs. Zoel.

Yet as soon as | said these words, Julie sneered and looked atlike | was sclown. "You're just afraid of

talking about it

in public, right? | knew it. | knew Serena's death must have something to do with you. | suppose the news

reporting it as an accident back then was all fake and everything was simply to cover up your crimes. You're the

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devil, Wanda Lane! You givemy daughter back!"

Julie was talking so aggressively. Before | had a chance to react, she was waving her hand toward me. Theo's

quick movements protectedfrom her, and he pushed her back slightly. Perhaps unable to control his

strength, Julie fell to the floor instead.

She remained on the floor, unwilling to get back up. While slamming her hands on the floor, she cried out, "God!

How can the world be so unfair?! Serena! Serena! You must've died so miserably!"

Daniel pointed at us, his fingers trembling. He gritted his teeth and scoffed. "You people will be punished for

this!"

Then, right at that moment, another wave of people suddenly broke in from outside the main door.

"Madam Grant, what do you think of Serena's family's allegations?"

"Is it true that Serena's death was not accidental as they're claiming it?"

They were reporters!

Theo and | were completely surrounded by them.

Serena was merely a small-tcelebrity, and her death was just reported by the media perfunctorily. However,

they had connected it back to me.

As Theo Grant's wife, the media was merely turning their attention to me, trying to dig up sbig news.

| squinted and frowned, while Theo continued to hug me. His admonishing eyes were aimed toward the

reporters. "We have zero regard for matters that appear out of thin air."

After saying that, his fierce eyes fell on Daniel and Julie, who were still on the floor.

"It's been a few months since Serena's death, but you're only here to seek answers today? Isn't it just too

ridiculous? Besides, my wife has nothing to do with this matter. If you continue to slander her, I'll call the police!"

Only then did Julie stand up from the floor, and the presence of these reporters made her seem even more

imposing "Call them! But don't for a second think that you can sneak around covering this up after calling the

cops. There must be a truth to the death of my Serena!"

Her attitude was so overbearing that the media focused onagain. "Say something, Madam Grant.

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Everyone knows about the hostilet

relationship between you and Serena Zoel. After all, she used to have feelings for President Grant, and to say

that you killed her out of a grudge is quite possible."

The pain in my belly continued, and | was powerless in warding it off.

"It wasn't me. Serena's death was an accident," | responded coldly.

It did not take long before Keith cdownstairs to help and summon more bodyguards. Theo and | were able to

rid ourselves of this group of people and get into his car. Nheless, the reporters were stiff banging on the

windows.

| stroked my belly and tried to soothe the child, but the noise outside was unsettling.

"Just drive!" Theo gave the order when he saw my face turning pale.

The car sped away, but there were still srelentless reporters chasing us from behind.

| closed my eyes, and as the distance between us and the reporters increased, the sounds in my ears slowly «

vanished.