The Woman From Hell

"If that's your answer, President Zeke, then I won't trouble you. But I do wonder why you didn't ask the Yards for an explanation after all these years since you have entanglements with them."

I looked at Gareth with a calm gaze, and he looked back at me with doubt in his eyes. Brows furrowed, his expression shifted in the blink of an eye. "What do you know?"

Eyes shining, I laughed lightly. "I don't know anything. Since you're not interested, President Zeke, I'll stop bothering you. If you do change your mind, please feel free to contact me."

With that said, I fished out a name card from my bag and placed it on the table before turning around to leave. Before I left, I left my final words. "Are you not afraid that the person you love will rebuke you for not asking for an explanation?" "Who the hell are you? What do you know?!"

I heard his roaring voice behind me but left without turning back. "Unless you agree, I'll tell you nothing. I look forward to your call."

I took the elevator to the underground parking. The moment I stepped out of the elevator, a force pulled me away. The man stuffed me into the car before locking the door.

I caressed my wrist which was rubbed red from his grip and looked up to glance at him. "What are you doing, President Grant?"

Theo probably pulled me here without saying anything to ask me about my intentions with Gareth Zeke.

Sure enough, his questioning voice immediately sounded in my ears. "Why did you come to Zeke Shimmer?"

"We're already divorced, so it's not good for you to be asking too much, President Grant. I can do whatever I want and you can't stop me. Please open the door. I want to leave!"

I was in a hurry to leave as being in the same space with Theo disgusted me. I fiddled with the car door.

Seeing this, Theo grabbed me, his strength pulling my entire body over and into in arms. The moment I realized this, he had already trapped me down.

"Theo, just what are you trying to do?!"

"Why did you come looking for him?"

"What does it have to do with you? If I were to ask you the same, would you tell me?"

Theo's gaze lowered as he replied indifferently, "I came to meet Gareth Zeke to discuss a partnership. His cosmetics are pretty good and Grant Corporation intends to strengthen this aspect of our business. Your turn." Stunned, I abruptly stuttered to a still. "You told me that of your own accord. I didn't want to know. I also don't wish to tell you anything, so let me go."

"No."

"Let me go, Theo!"

"I will not."

"Let-Mmph-" He cut me off with his lips, the cold touch bringing me back to the past.

I struggled, but he kissed me even harder.

This bastard!

I bit his lip, and he let go of me with a pained gasp.

I escaped from his arms and fished out a few pieces of tissues to wipe my mouth. "Theo, are you a damned bastard?!"Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I don't believe that you no longer feel anything for me."

"Theo Grant, that's the funniest thing you could say. What's wrong? Did you come looking for me now that you're tired of your new lady? didn't think you were someone so fickle!"

He wiped his lip that I bit, blood oozing. "I just want to know why you came looking for Gareth."

"What does it have to do with you."

"Wanda, tell me before I lose my temper."

I glared at him, anger seeping

through my eyes. "I came to him to

suggest an alliance to go up against the Yards. That's enough now, President Grant. Can you let me go?!"

He pressed the lock button at the front of his car and unlocked it.

I got out of the car immediately but did not forget to turn around and throw him a glare. "Theo, go home and spend more time with your

mistress. Don't bother me again!"