The Woman From Hell

Theo took me downstairs.

The people downstairs had not left yet.

When a woman saw us walking downstairs, she walked over and asked the butler, "How's Mother doing, Morgan? Is she feeling better? Did she ask to meet anyone?"

The butler shook his head and responded in a respectful tone, "Madam Mathilda is doing very well. My apologies, Ms. Seline. Madam Mathilda has yet to tell me that she wants to see anyone." "Why doesn't mother want to see us?"

Seline looked annoyed and complained," Does she know what point in time is it? When does she plan to meet us?"

I pursed my lips, sensing that something was amiss.

The butler led Theo and me to the lounge. He ordered the servants to serve desserts and drinks before leaving.

I looked at Theo and asked, "When are we going home?"

"Don't be in a rush to leave yet. Mr. Grant isn't even done with his business yet."

invasive voice made me

around and

two doors in this lounge,

a file and leaning against the door frame, still looking as idle as ever and not the least bit serious. Frivolous was the only word anyone could

him. He lowered his

wants me to pass this to you. Everything is clearly written. If you're worried about any mistakes, you can get your lawyer to come over and have a look. Sign

at the file. It was a contract from the Limbia

at them very carefully and put down his signature

his eyebrows. "You're

he took a glance and said, "Alright, that's all. We'll count on you

expression. ' Thank Madam Mathilda

the sofa. "You own a big business, Mr. Grant. Are

pursed his lips, not

into the room and said in a

that Tory's body stiffened. He stuffed

he left the lounge in quick