The Woman From Hell

Chapter 128

After he spoke, he put on his clothes and left. Then, there came the noise of the car engine starting from downstairs.

I could not help but sigh. People were envious of Theo for being rich, but no one knew how difficult it was for him.

The world had always been fair. One would have to put in more effort than others if one wanted to have more.

After a while, I fell asleep again.

However, I was woken up by Theo's phone call.

"Hello." I tapped on the answer button in a bleary state.

"Rise and shine, lazy little bug." On the other side of the phone, he spoke in a teasing tone with a happy voice. It seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Get up." It was indeed late. I got out of bed in a hurry.

"Hurry up and wash up. Keith is waiting for you downstairs. Come and have your breakfast in the office." I could hear other voices from his side. He was probably busy.

"I'll have breakfast at home."

"I'll be waiting for you." He hung up the phone after he

said that.

I was startled for a moment. Then, I hurriedly washed up and went downstairs. Keith was indeed sitting in the living room, looking serious with a straight posture. Miss Woods looked clueless as she

sat beside him.

Miss Woods smiled when she saw me and said," Assistant Lang was ordered by the young master to fetch you to the office for breakfast.”

"Alright." I could not reject since Keith was already here, so I followed him out.

While we were on the way there, Keith stopped the car in front of a hotel’s entrance. He turned his head around and said, "President Lane, the president asked you to choose what you'd like for breakfast and bring i t to the office to eat with him." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I was upset. Theo was really something for bringing m e out early in the morning, claiming that he would buy me breakfast when in reality, he wanted me to buy breakfast and send it to him.

Since I had come all this way, I could only get out of the car. The breakfast here was sumptuous and a mix of local and international foods. They had almost everything here.

I was still angry, so I deliberately chose oatmeals and buns for him. Theo did not like to eat these. Who told him to torture me so early in the morning?

Keith, who was following behind me, saw this and was startled for a moment. At last, he took some milk, sandwiches, and some other Western breakfast items, silently putting them all in a big paper bag.

I ignored him and got into the car angrily.

Soon, we reached the company. I followed Keith to Theo's office. He was still in a meeting and signaled m e to wait for him at the sofa.

Keith left the breakfast on the table and left.

Theo stood up, took a big packet of junk food from out of nowhere, and put it in front of me. Then, he kissed me gently on my forehead and continued to attend his meeting.

I had no appetite now, so I did not feel like eating anything. I was still a little drowsy so I closed my eyes while sitting on the sofa.

Not long after, his meeting ended. He walked toward m e and held me in his arms, resting my head on his chest. He spoke gently, "Are you still sleepy?”

I remained silent as I was indeed still sleepy.

He held my hands, gently massaged them, and asked softly. "Are they still sore?"

It took me some time to realize what he meant. My face was burning. I immediately sat up straight and said, "Hurry up and eat your breakfast. It's getting cold."

After I spoke, he took all kinds of breakfast items out o f the paper bag.

"How do you know I like their sandwiches?" He was surprised to see the breakfast in front of him.

"It was Kei-" When I was about to speak, his phone rang again. He signaled me to wait for him, then he stood up and picked up the call.

Since he was busy, I took the oatmeal and buns out. I began to eat.

I was losing my appetite, so I just had a few bites. When I saw he was still talking on the phone, I stood u p and was ready to go back to my office.

As I reached the door, I ran into Cindy who was walking toward the office. She was carrying a food container in her hands. It looked like she was here to bring him breakfast.

I was not surprised to run into her so early in the morning. However, I did not want to talk to her. I walked past her and was ready to leave.

She came over, reached her hands out, and blocked m e. She called out to me. "Why were you in Theowy’s office?"

Her tone was commanding as though she took this place to be her own home. She had indeed become a rich lady and gave off a different aura now.

I raised my eyes to look at her. "If I recall correctly, your last name is White now, not 'busybody', right? Mind your own business."

"I'm glad that you know my family name is White now. Wanda Lane, my toe is even nobler than you are now. I'm the only one who's worthy enough to stand beside Theowy. You shouldn't be here. You're not allowed to set foot in this place in the future."