The Woman From Hell

I halted mid-rummage and listened to the voices outside.

"President Grant."

When I heard the guard's voice, I was startled. Why was Theo here?

"Who's in there?"

"It's Miss Wanda Lane."

"With whose permission?"

"President Reed's. Miss Lane has a recording from President Reed."

I could hear the coldness in Theo's words from this stand-off. Was he actually going to come in?

I was a little flustered. How was I going to answer him if he were to come in and ask what I was doing here?

Theo's voice sounded outside the door this moment, "I'll go in and have a look."

Gosh, he really was coming in.

I reached out my hands to straighten my clothes and hair. Just as I was about to walk out, Theo came in, and I was instantly face-to-face with him.

Embarrassed, I let out a smile. "Uh, um, you..."

changed slightly. He stared at me.

Miss Lane?

a distant way

pursed slightly before I lowered my head. "I suddenly thought of a female artist I like very much. I thought she was signed under Nectarine Entertainment, so I came to take a look." "Oh, is that so?" Theo approached me, his

I met his eyes, my heart skipped a

it's like that. Why did

thought I should come today, so

Was he implying something?

you look

matter with Heather, I would

would

relaxed and said, "Her name is

deliberately emphasized the words 'three years

name, but since she signed a contract, there should be a record.

Theo really forgot.

look for it together, then. One other person came with an extra pair

nodded. "Okay, thank you,

actually began searching together, but we did not find Heather's name

muttered

don't really have any memory about this, I know that

"What are they?"

love