The Woman From Hell

What effect could it have on me?

Things like this just sounded slightly worse when they were rumors being spread outside.

Theo and I were the ones who had the clearest idea about our relationship.

This method of Delia's was just annoying.

I thought these reporters would give it a rest after some time and did not expect them to still be waiting around at the doors of the company when I was getting off work.

The moment I reached the door, these reporters swarmed me again.

I looked at these eager reporters who just could not wait to shove their microphones in front of me.

"You have my apologies, everyone. I already said earlier that I'm not accepting interviews. Since this matter between me and Theo is a personal one, I hope you'll all cease your speculations." In this kind of situation, saying anything more would only cause more trouble.

I did not want my words to be publicized widely out of context.

How could these reporters be satisfied with my unremarkable reply?

does your avoidance imply that everything is

your relationship with President

how the reporters were crowding me around like crazy, Shannon abruptly grabbed me and separated

she would not be accepting interviews. Did you not hear her?" She immediately led me through the crowd, and we left

and instantly noted Shannon wearing an expression of worry in front of

to be able to think of any more words of

bid each other

returned to the

Delia's triumphant expression the moment I

I think your days are numbered. You must have seen the news today, no? You've been Madam Grant long enough. It's

stomach with one hand while looking at me with a gaze filled with

venomous and disdainful. "You still plan to go against me with

you're happy, Miss Owens.

front of me, turned around, and went upstairs. "Wanda! Get back here! Stop thinking that you're still the high-flying Madam Grant now. I'll make you

how she kept cursing behind

that have to do with

went to bed at