The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1714



Sure enough, Keith had caught the photographer and was now walking toward us.

I turned to look at Hayes with an apologetic smile on my face as I said, "Sorry, Mr.

Simmons. Perhaps you'd like to leave now?"

I had initially thought he would agree to that and did not expect him to shake his head. He said, "I'll stay back and see what happens. After all, I'm one of the parties involved too."

"Alright." I did not turn his suggestion down.

Keith soon appeared with the security guard in tow.

I sat on the couch and glanced at the name tag pinned to his chest as I read his name out, "Gordon Ziegler?"

He seemed flustered now that he had been caught and gulped before saying, "Mrs. Grant, I was carrying out what I was ordered to do. Please, could you be kind and not expose me? I had no other choice."

Pride often prevented men from kneeling, but Gordon immediately fell onto his knees before me.

I glanced at him coldly and asked, "Did you think I would let you off easy just because you're kneeling before me?"

"Mrs. Grant, please, you must forgive me. My wife is ill, and her treatment requires a lot of money. I only did this because I had no choice," he said in a pitiful voice.

this. He immediately understood me and walked aside

shifted my gaze back to look at Gordon, who was still kneeling on the floor. "I'll admit that I'm soft-hearted. I can forgive you, but Theo was the one who got embarrassed by the photos you took and sent to the press.

things had long since been popularized, and Gordon knew perfectly well what the

to be spiraling as he said, "Please,

had just finished speaking when Keith walked in and

ill. Thus, it seemed that it was also true he was trying to raise money for her

in my eyes changed, but I continued speaking in

forget about this?" I asked as I stood,

even more

interrogator, but I

who that person is," I said as I returned to my

raised slowly.

s who she is,

don't

in touch

and arrange a meet

meeting."

get

good sense. Contact her

trembled as he took his phone

the last letter, he stopped and said, "We usually contact each other via text messages. She told me to get in touch when I've taken the photos and she'll pass the cash to

enough, it was a

reply. All it contained was the