The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1517



"Mommy, you look good in this dress." I was about to get angry with Alex when Munchkin suddenly spoke.

I felt the eyes of Ronny and Alex shift to me, and for a moment, there was a little awkwardness in the atmosphere.

"It's all because you simply ran around. I was so scared that I didn't even get to change my clothes." I ran around in such a fluster looking for Munchkin, yet this little fella still said I looked good.

He was in the pen now but had he been next to me, I would have definitely pulled his little ear to prevent him from running around in the future. However, not only was Munchkin not scared, but he even stuck his tongue out at me mischievously.

Alex offered an invitation from beside me," Miss Lane, there's a special rest area over there. Why don't we go there and sit for a while?"

I was helpless. If I did not solve the problem, it was likely he would keep pestering me about it. After thinking about it, I agreed.

When I came to the rest area, I took out my coat from my bag and put it on again.

I noticed the strange gazes of passersby, but I could not care any longer.

Although I knew where Munchkin was now, I was really worried that Alex and Munchkin would pull another disappearing act again if I went to go change my clothes now.

scrutinize me strangely than

worried you, Miss Lane. In fact, you can rest assured that this place is my private domain.

staff brought two cups of hot milk over

it before pushing the cup into the

around you," I spoke plainly.

you come here because of what happened in the conference room yesterday?" I asked

I think Alex should give

to have heard some joke instead. He could not help but

I meant no harm, but I placed my people to be in charge of the private hospital.&

and my

make up

who

he would come to

me."

he knew certain things, but it was

must protect a patient's privacy. I'm afraid you're being quite disrespectful by acting like this." I was very dissatisfied with

answer.

right, Miss

very sorry to have interrupted your conversation with Mr. Grant, but please forgive me had the best

frowned slightly to express my