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The Woman From Hell

Chapter 642
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Chapter 641 I wonder if I was imagining things. I kept having the feeling that Theo's body was slightly shaking.

Why did I sense that he was furious? Theo had givencontinuous calls the day I left Salt City but I never answered any of them. I forgot how long it went on until one day, he finally stopped calling.

It took him a long time, but Theo finally turned his gaze away from my face. He stepped into the hotel grim-faced while being surrounded by people.

People who had a light about them would always shine the brightest in the crowd no matter where they went.

I turned to look at his sturdy back and sighed gently.

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The world was not big. Sometimes, you would end up seeing the person you least wanted to see after a few twists and turns.

However, you would both be strangers when you met again.

The first and second floors were for dine-in while the third and fourth floors were the private rooms. Theo would be having his meals and accommodation here. He would definitely take a look at his room first. I immediately ran in front of him to press the elevator button.

To be honest, if it were not for my job, I would have preferred to vanish on the spot.

The elevator door slowly opened and Theo was the first to step in. Keith followed close behind. When I was about to get in, someone trippedand I lost my balance as I fell forward.

I slammed onto the floor and felt embarrassed as I stared at the bright leather shoes in front of me.

My knees were kneeling hard on the floor. They were numb and painful. I forced myself to ignore the pain a sl tried to stand up. Halfway through my efforts, Theo reached out his hand to helpout.

We had not seen each other for over three years. There was something warm about him now.

I steadied myself as I got up on my own. I gave a small smile and said, "Thank you!" Fred looked at Theo. "President Grant, this is Miss Lane. She's in charge of reception here. Your schedule for the next few days will be handled by her. Please feel free to reach out to Miss Lane should you have any questions." Theo lifted his eyes to look at him. He paused for a moment before replying indifferently.

The hands in his pockets moved slightly. It was a very minor detail that I would never have noticed, but my head was lowered, so I caught the movement.

Fred left after swiping the room card while Keith said to me, "Madam... Miss Lane, you should go through the schedule for the next few days with President Grant. I'll be getting to work." I pursed my lips. I should be liaising with him as he was Theo's assistant, right? Before I could say anything, Keith turned to leave.

Theo's tall, slender body was plopped down on the sofa. His eyes were shut as he sat there. There were dark circles under his eyes and he looked quite tired.

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I did not want to spend too much talone with him. Moreover, he looked like he needed a good rest. Hence, I approached him and bent down slightly to say," President Grant, you must be really

tired from the long journey. Why don't you have a rest and when your m assistant is done with his work, I'l liaise with him directly about your schedule?" With that, I turned to leave.

"Since we've already met, there's no need to hide from each other any longer." The man's cold voice was heard behind me.

I stopped in my steps and turned back to look at him. I replied indifferently, "You've read too much into this, President Grant. You're the customer here, and you look quite tired. I won't be talking about work with you when you're in such a state." His deep, dark eyes stared silently at me. He said nothing else.

I smiled. "Have a good rest, President Grant. You are welcto reach out toanytas long as it's within ΕΠ my working hours." This time, Theo did not stopfrom leaving.