The Woman From Hell

Chapter 532

Chapter 532

Carlson and Yvonne were busy seeing off the guests. | was unsure where Tyler had gone. A man walked up t o

"I didn't know you were here," | blandly said.

His countenance was dark. "You did it?"

I nodded to admit.

1 did it and had no plans of hiding it, nor did | want to hide it.

Zedd took a deep breath and said sarcastically, "I thought you'd stop hurting Cindy. | didn't know you still refused

to give up."

"You're not me." | looked coldly at him. "Don't impose your ideas on me."

He shrugged. "Indeed.”

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After a pause, he continued, "But just a gentle reminder. You now have a prominent family and Theo loves you

very much. You have now beca woman envied by many. | hope you know where to stop and call it quits. Just

spend the rest of your life with Theo i n peace.”

"Am | supposed to forget about my child who was murdered just because of what you said?"

"Wanda Lane, you're such a fool. Do you think you're invincible just because you have that bit of evidence?"

Zedd's eyes were filled with endless mockery. "Maybe you should get to know Grayson more and the things h e

was involved in in his early years. Do you think those bits of evidence you have now can give you the right to

trample on Petra?

"I don't expect you to understand anything. I'm just advising you to stay put and spend the rest of your life with

Theo in peace. Don't do foolish things like that anymore.”

| found it amusing that he was lecturinghere. "If you're so nosy, Mr. Zedd, then you should probably change

jobs. I think an old folks his the place for you."

“You don't know what's good for you!" Zedd exploded." I'm giving you good advice!"

| sneered. "Mr. Zedd, haven't you heard that good advice jars the ears and no one likes hearing them?"

In Zedd'’s opinion, | was tremendously obstinate right now. He glared furiously atfor a very long tbefore

turning around to leave.

After sending the guests away, Tyler cback. When he walked over, | was sitting on a chair daydreaming.

His fingers gently touched my forehead. "What are you thinking about?”

| cback to my senses and shook my head.

He asked, "Do you want to go back to the Schumans’ place or go home?"

| was in a bad mood at the moment and would have the wish to be dead if Theo argued with me.

| got up from the chair. "To the Schumans’ place."

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After walking out of the hotel, a Koenigsegg One:l, a rare car model of which there were only six in the world,

was parked at the main entrance. This was a car that money could not buy.

Several guests who had not yet driven off were looking at this car, all of them casting envious looks at it.

Just as | was still wondering who the owner of this car was, a familiar-looking man got out of the car.

Theo's driver?

"It’s too cold outside, Mrs. Grant. Get in," the driver said with a smile.

| pursed my lips. "I'm not going home."

"But..." The driver looked like he was put in a difficult position. "Mr. Grant is sick. Quite serious too. He needs to

go to the doctor as soon as possible. If you don’t get in, Mr. Grant won't see a doctor.”