The Woman From Hell

The next day, I went out since I felt better.

Before going to the company, I first went to a coffee shop near Grant Corporation to meet with Don.

I decided on a seat closer to the corner, and since it was early, there would not be a lot of people coming this way.

Sitting in front of him, I asked lightly, "Did anything happen?"

Don shook his head. "Nothing big. President Grant is just meeting guests every day. Delia would visit occasionally but would leave just as quickly." "Why does she go to the company?"

"I heard it has something to do with shares, but I didn't hear much about it," Don touched his chin and answered slowly.

It seemed that Delia still had not given up on becoming a shareholder of Grant Corporation. It made sense. If she wanted to join the shareholder group, it would be easiest now for her with her pregnancy. She might not have such a good opportunity in the future. It was no wonder why she was so antsy.

I did not ask any more questions about this and changed the subject. "Have you gotten used to working at Grant Corporation, Professor Logan?"

Don was stunned for a bit before he answered, "Quite. I haven't had any big problems so far." Immediately afterward, there was a trace of a furrow between his brows before he approached me. "I noted that President Grant's and Delia's relationship is not as the rumors say it is. Do you think he's still hung up on your relationship?"

I looked at him and smiled lightly. "How is it possible? We've already received our divorce certificates, and our relationship has long since disappeared. You're wrong."

"I just don't think things are as good between President Grant and Delia. That's why I'm a little curious." Don waves his hand, his expression leisurely.

I did not mind it either. "Alright. That's it for today, then. We'll meet again next time. I'm off now. Goodbye."

"Till next time."

I grabbed my back and left but ended up bumping into Delia.

Seeing me here, Delia tilted down her sunglasses and eyed me. "Why, if it isn't President Lane. Why are you here at a coffee shop near Grant Corporation? Could you be meeting someone?"

She looked around but saw no one, so she finally shifted her gaze to me. "Tell me, did you meet with Theo?"

"Do you see Theo here? Besides,

you're a mother-to-be. You shouldn't be in a coffee shop now, should you? Shouldn't you be in the hospital?" I tilted my head and

looked at her.

Delia looked at me menacingly and snorted coldly. "Where I want to be is none of your business. You just take care of yourself."

"I'm too lazy to argue with you here

I'm leaving now." Not wanting to

have too much interaction with inet Delia, I walked out of the coffe

shop.

I did not forget to look back at Delia behind me the moment I was out. She was heading in the direction I came from just now.

She probably would not catch on, right?

I lowered my head and could not help but quicken my pace.

My phone vibrated in my bag, and I answered. "What is it?"

"Nibel made a move. Do get in touch with him as soon as possible."

"I got it."

I received this news from an ingenious but mysterious person. I had to listen to him.

Nibel made a move so quickly?

I frowned and searched the internet.

Sure enough, he did.

After getting into the car, I called Nibel. "Mr. Nibel, do you still take me as a partner of yours?"

"Of course, President Lane. You're my best." I heard Nibel say intimately over the phone.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The corners of my mouth were hooked. Then you ought to inform me before you do anything. This is much too disrespectful of you."

BUMS

"It was meant to be a surprise for you, my dear Miss Wanda."

"Surprise? Well, it certainly isn't a good one!"