The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2250

Petra's sudden anger flustered me, and I hurriedly explained, "It's not like that, Mom. I—"

"If you don't mean that, don't ask me that again," Petra interrupted me with anger in her words.

Maybe it was really my fault for doubting her.

However, there was truth to Cole's words. It was hard for me not to come to verify it.

Seeing our stalemate, Grayson took the initiative to speak, "Wanda, why did you ask this all of a sudden? Did someone say something to you?"

"I..." I wanted to tell them everything, but I did not know where to start.

"Regardless, we're family. How can you doubt us just from listening to nonsense from outsiders?" Grayson continued.

He was not reprimanding me, but it made my heart hurt.

After a short pause, I stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Petra's clothes. "Mom, don't be angry. I was wrong."

I heard Petra sigh heavily. She turned to look at me, and her angry expression had softened a little. "Wanda, I went through a lot to replace you. You can't just listen to whatever nonsense those people out there are saying and doubt that you're my daughter. How could I simply recognize someone as my daughter with my position?"

She was right.

How could Petra and Grayson, two individuals who were well-known in the industry, take in someone who was not their daughter? Not to mention, we had already done a paternity test. That information from Cole was only from his investigation. Perhaps it was wrong. I had better do more research before making any plans.

"Got it, Mom."

"Okay, you guys went through a lot just to come here. I'll get someone to prepare some food. Just eat here today." "Munchkin is still at home."

"Have the driver bring him here. He'll be just in time for our family to have a good meal." Petra looked at Theo.

Theo nodded. "Okay."

Munchkin arrived just as the food was served. "Grandpa and Grandma." He rushed toward Petra and Grayson.

"My grandson, I haven't seen you for so long. Did you miss me?" Petra looked like she was struggling a little carrying Munchkin.

Munchkin had grown a lot, and his weight had, of course, increased accordingly. Seeing the veins on Petra's forehead, I hurriedly stepped forward and asked her to put down the child. "Munchkin is very heavy now. You should put him down."

There was suddenly a voice of surprise amidst the joyful atmosphere. Grayson looked at the woman who came in with Munchkin and was puzzled. "Who is this?"

"Delia, why are you here?" I greeted

her with a smile, then introduced her,

"Delia, a new actress, is my friend t

She's been filming at the villa recently. Today is the last day. Munchkin probably asked her to

come with him."

Delia bowed slightly to the two elders. "Hello, Sir, Madam. I'm Delia Owens. I just finished work when Munchkin said he wanted to come here for dinner and pulled me along. I..."

"I understand. Munchkin must like you a lot," I held Delia's arm and said understandingly.

Petra looked over at Delia with a polite smile on her face. "Since you're here, let's have dinner together."

After dinner, Petra asked me to wash some fruits with her. I was a little surprised about this. "Mom, don't you usually do it by yourself?"

Sure enough, she pulled me over

and glanced at Delia, who was having fun with Munchkin outside. "What's up with Delia? Munchkin has never been warm to outsiders. Why is she different?"

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"Delia looks exactly the same as Cecilia. Seeing her is like seeing her mother, so, of course, he's much nicer to her. It's not only Munchkin; I like Delia too." "It's dangerous."