The Woman From Hell

I still did not understand what Theo was trying to do today by the time I got home.

He just asked me about my purpose for looking for Gareth Zeke and even...

I wiped my freshly washed hair and subconsciously touched my lips. Was he aware of what he was doing?

All of a sudden, I quivered. Was I remembering that?

I had gone mad!

Just when I was thinking of this, I suddenly received a message on my phone. It was from Don, whom I had not seen in a long time. [That meal you promised me, shall we have it tomorrow?] Of course.

I replied to him and quickly received another message from him. He had written down the place and time.

The next day, I arrived as promised.

It was a rather romantic French restaurant.

"You've got a pretty good eye, Professor Logan, to have chosen this place." I had seen numerous people check in here online and had thought about giving it a try yet never had the time to.

Don smiled lightly, looking much like a gentleman. "The reviews were pretty good, so I thought of trying the place out."

"Yeah. Have you ordered?"

handed me the menu and told me the dishes

it was basically all the signature dishes, so I

that something was off with Don's demeanor today. I asked what I did since he obviously had something to

""Let's hear it."

a female

a pretty professional event, no? Why do

by an expert, but he prefers a more relaxed environment. Thus, he organized the seminar to be like a reception, which is

helped with so much, it won't hurt if I help you this time." I

and pushed it in front of me. "I've prepared the dress. You can change into it after

the bag

shone with

be a little exaggerated. "Isn't this dress

from abroad, and the seminar has been organized to have this sort

it's fine. Let's eat

for a place for me to change my clothes. Standing before the full-length mirror, the dress

"Are you done, Wanda?"

"Yes."

saw me.