The Woman From Hell

Chapter 179

"Forget it. You're no VIP, so who would bring Grant Corporation down because of you? They would be offending Theo. In Salt City, that’s a name that can induce fear in anyone who hears it!" Cecilia refused to believe me.

Cecilia did not know the reason for it, nor did I have the energy and time to explain it to her.

I had doubts in my mind. Xander said that Grayson and Petra were in the ICU as well. Would they really take things this far for their daughter? Even to the point of putting their lives at stake?

Perhaps the scene at the hospital was also part of their schemes?

At the thought of this, I pulled out my phone to give Xander a call.

The call was answered after two rings. "How are you, Wandy? Are you safe now?" Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Xander asked anxiously, his voice slightly weary. However, he still remained concerned about me, which made me slightly moved.

"I'm okay. I'm safe." I got up and stood on the balcony, looking at the traffic below. I said, "How are things on your side? How's your mother and the rest?"

"It’s still the same. The three of them have not woken u p yet after the surgery. They’re all in the ICU. The doctor will have to observe them for a few more days t o know the result."

After hearing what Xander said, I grew even more suspicious. They were in the ICU. It seemed that they had genuinely gotten injured in the car crash.

I could not help but think of Mason and Zedd. I asked," Are you in the hospital alone? Have you seen Mason and Zedd?"

It was strange that they had not shown up when something this major was happening to the company. Although I was aware of their close relationship, Theo was in the ICU and did not need to be taken care of all the time. Hence, it was unlikely they would be occupied all the time.

"Mason is taking care of them inside. Zedd went back t o Salt City today. Don’t worry about Grant Corporation. Take care of yourself. Don't leave the house."

"Okay, got it. You take care."

After hanging up the call, my head hurt even more. Their behaviors were unusual but I could not figure out why. The business field was like a battlefield.

There were all sorts of deceitful tricks, and nobody bothered to put on a false pretense.

After lunch, I got ready to leave. Since Zedd had returned, I needed to think of a way to go to the company to meet him.

Cecilia saw me grabbing my bag and came up to grab me. "You can't go out. It's dangerous out there. What d o you need? I'll buy it for you."

"I'm not going out to buy anything. I heard that Zedd is back. I'm going to the company. I can’t eat or sleep if I can't clear things up."

"There's a crowd outside of Grant Corporation. Even the basement is congested. How do you plan on going i n?"

That was right. Many people had been protesting there these days. I could not just attach a pair of wings to my body and fly up there, right?

Cecilia pondered for a moment and said, "Why don’t w e do this? You'll put on a disguise and I'll drive your car and park it outside. Everybody already knows what car you drive anyway, so I believe

it'll cause a commotion. You'll then take advantage of the chaos and get in."

"No way, you're pregnant too. That's too dangerous. I won’t allow it." Those people could do anything after losing their minds. I dared not let Cecilia take the risk.

"I won't drive, then. I’ll get a friend to do it. When they see that the driver is a man and not you, they won't lay a finger on him." After saying those words, Cecilia pulled out her phone without waiting for my consent.

Although I was still worried, I could not think of a better way. I decided to just go with it.

Cecilia and I wore a hat, sunglasses, and disguised ourselves. We came to Grant Corporation's back door. There were far fewer people here.

When her friend had parked the car across the road, Cecilia squeezed into the crowd and cried out, "Isn't that Mrs. Grant’s car? She must be in the car."

As soon as she said those words, the listless men were suddenly energized and they all rushed toward the opposite road together. In the midst of chaos, I squeezed into Grant Corporation’s back door. I trotted my way over, took the president's exclusive elevator, and went up to the top floor.

Unlike in the past, Grant Corporations was very quiet. Aside from the business tax and audit personnel, only some middle-level employees were still at work.

I looked for Zedd in the conference room. He was having a discussion with the investigators.