The Woman From Hell

Chapter 111

Before Tyler could speak, I immediately said, "Happy birthday, President White. You look stunning today. I'm Wanda Lane."

She was taken aback but still smiled. "So you're Miss Lane. Forgive me for not recognizing you. You look too beautiful tonight."

She was indeed a smooth and slick woman. She saw Tyler and me together so she addressed me as 'Miss Lane' instead of the usual 'Mrs. Grant'.

"It's mainly because I always look sloppy," I said gently.

During the conversation, Petra's gaze fell on Tyler’s hand that was holding mine. "You both know each other?”

Tyler glanced at me, eyes filled with pampering. He laughed. "Of course. We've known each other for over ten years.”

Petra was waiting to speak. The hall that was lively earlier quieted down and everyone looked toward the main entrance.

I, too, turned my head around in curiosity and saw a group of people in black walking in. They were led by a middle-aged man with an extraordinary presence. H

e was wearing sunglasses.

of roses in his arms and slowly made his way toward

is Grayson Louis. Everyone fears him wherever he goes,” Tyler whispered softly

roses. The looks that they gave each other

not help but wonder.

relationship," Tyler said

was even more confused. "Didn’t Petra only get married twice? The first time she had a daughter. After the

all just a show to fool others." Tyler sneered as he spat out some

and Cindy walked over. Petra tugged Grayson along

even notice what Petra said. Grayson looked at Cindy as his eyes suddenly became hot with tears flickering in them. He looked surprised as if he had regained something he

She's also Grayson’s daughter," Tyler said

shocked. Cindy was Petra's daughter?

any news

big, Petra and Grayson did not stay with Cindy for long. They started making their way toward

was thinking about and whispered a few words into his ear, only then did his gaze return to normal. However, he was still looking at me

my hand and went

the hall. I saw him talking with Cindy earlier,

the buffet section, I saw a dazzling lineup o f all sorts of pastries. I took a plate and grabbed a piece. It seemed that I was quick to get hungry now. I would want