Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon

Chapter 328

Vespera couldn't help thinking back to Wanda's conversation with Theodore.

The "Mrs. Hall" Theodore mentioned was Natalie, and Wanda had called him "Mr. Theodore"...

Wanda and Theodore...

"Dear God, it couldn't be that dramatic, could it?" she thought.

Inside the kitchen, Wanda was speaking urgently into the phone. "Mom, I ran into Theodore at the supermarket! He kept staring at Vera, it's like he's figured something out! What should we do?"

Natalie was startled, too.

But she stayed calmer than Wanda and quickly said, "Don't panic. Back then, all three of them were declared dead. Theodore heard it with his own ears.

"Even if he's suspicious, he should be rational enough to think it through. What, does he think people can just come back from the dead?"

"But... But the way he looked at Vera wasn't normal. Maybe he won't stay rational!" Wanda said anxiously, remembering the intensity in Theodore's gaze.

Besides, his appearance at the supermarket wasn't just some random coincidence.

Natalie's tone turned serious as she thought for a moment. "Then we'll just have to take it one step at a time. I'll call Mrs. Locke Senior and see what she says."

Wanda ended the call.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, she took a deep breath. Talking to Natalie had calmed her down a little.

the door

of dinner," Vespera said, hurrying over and gently helping her onto

a glass of water, then went back to the

sat there, watching Vespera bustling around, and her eyes turned

to the Locke Residence, and now

She wasn't going to let anyone take

sat silently,

had grown so many over the years. Now, it felt like someone was

Vespera kept cooking quietly.

The doorbell rang.

over for dinner," Vespera called out, bending over from the

the moment she started preparing for her divorce until now, Rebecca has

home, it was only right

and got up to answer

"Becca, you're here—"

even finished

tall,

the

Rebecca, and her

them in. Dominic was holding an exquisitely wrapped

politely, "Good evening,

evening," Wanda said, her

good-looking men before. After all, her useless ex-son-in-law had been handsome too. But this one? He looked like he'd walked straight out of a painting, with skin so