The Woman From Hell

Chapter 465

I scoffed lightly. "Please don't say such things, Miss Reed. I've just finished eating."

The expression on Cindy's face changed abruptly.

Quinn did not seem to have noticed the dark, swirling tide of emotions between us and smiled as she said to me, "Wanda, sit down and try the flower tea I brewed. I'm sure you’ll like it."

I laughed coldly and sat down on the couch as I said," Well then, I'd better taste it and see if the flower tea you make is as indescribable as you are, Quinn."

Quinn seemed to not understand the underlying mockery in my words and maintained an elegant smile on her face as she said, "I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

I picked up the teacup and took a sip from it before commenting calmly, “Sure enough, it's indescribable."

If she truly wanted me to try the tea she brewed, then I was indeed disappointed. As I raised my wrist to check the time on my watch, I said quietly, "I have a video meeting to attend. You two enjoy your chat."

I spoke, I stood up

back," Cindy said happily as she stood and looked

taking off his jacket and handing it to Miss Woods, he walked over and asked,

nodded. "Have you

as he shook his head. "I haven't eaten because I’m not hungry. The

mall to shop." I could not tell him that I had gone to meet

since he walked in through the front door while pretending he had not seen Cindy. Naturally, she did not like that and

stiffly, "The food served in my home is nothing compared to the food served in Petra’s house. I think you’d better go home and eat. Otherwise, Petra will be angry if you didn’t

at that obvious

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say in response. Tears welled up

she was an expert at pretending to be

accompany m e. We can't send her back without even serving her dinner, can we? Besides, it's already dark out, and the snow from the past two