The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1713



In the afternoon.

Keith stood beside me quietly while I held the guards' profiles in my hands.

Most of them were married with kids, had elderly parents, and had honest and trustworthy-looking features. However, the things that had happened to me had long since taught me that looks could be deceiving.

"What are they doing now?" I asked.

"They're still at their posts."

I put the documents down and walked over to stand next to the large glass window. It was where the photograph had been taken.

Looking outside, I did not turn around as I asked nonchalantly, "Keith, where would you say is the best place to stand to get a photo as front-facing as the one on the news?"

Keith seemed to understand what I was talking about. He walked over as he asked," What are you thinking of, Mrs. Grant?"

"Smart people remain smart." I could see the solemn expression on Keith's face from the corners of my eyes. "Since he enjoys taking photos so much, I'll let him get as many as he wants." My eyes narrowed, and a dangerous light glinted in them when I finished speaking.

Time passed by in silence, and day soon turned to evening.

The doorbell at the mansion rang.

Hayes' handsome face. A smile appeared on my

Simmons, please, come in.

"You're too kind."

was because he had read the news,

glass of water. When I saw the nervous

be switching teachers," Hayes said after he had taken a

pay attention to online rumors, and I hope you

this forthcoming. It took him a moment before he smiled and said,

that case, shall we begin?" he began

to rush, Mr. Simmons," I said as

hand as if he

after reading whatizens had to say, I've come to realize that you're extremely handsome today, Mr. Simmons. I might be older than you are, but I don't look my age, do ?Do

a hand out and lay it on his arm

look on Hayes'

stood abruptly. My hand slid back down as he said, "Mrs. Grant, you are married. How could you say such things? If someone

one will hear

her room for the day, and

I've also asked

home late today, because of work. Don't worry, Mr. Hayes.

not

enough?"