The Woman From Hell
Chapter 350

Chapter 350

What would give Cindy a nightmare?

I lowered my gaze and thought for a moment.

Suddenly, my eyes bulged out as I realized. "My baby's H

"Shhh." Tyler blocked my lips with his finger. "Stop guessing."

I opened my mouth. I wanted to say something but I relented.

Sending Cindy the photo of my deceased baby was a sure-fire way to plague her with nightmares,but I did not really want her to see that photo as she was unworthy.

However, it was a very good idea to mentally torment her. Hence, I did not oppose it. As long as itbrought suffering to Cindy, I would do anything.

Shortly after Tyler left, Matthew had something to handle, so he left as well after watching me takemy medication.

I was left alone in an empty ward, so I turned off the lights and lay on my bed, tossing and turning.My mind was filled with plans to perfect my revenge.

After half a month in the hospital, the doctors told me I could be discharged. Matthew wanted me tostay in

the hospital for a while longer but I really did not like staying here. Hence, Matthew did not force me.He came on a bright, sunny afternoon and got me discharged from the hospital.

These days, Matthew was going to and fro the headquarters and Magnificent Pictures Television.He was as busy as a bee. I felt bad, so after a few days of resting and recuperating at home, I went

straight to work.

Nancy, Matthew’s mother, had been preparing to throw a banquet in hopes to replace Matthew afiancee.

He did not know about this. I only found out about it from my assistant.

The Nietzsches may have fallen in these few years, but a sleeping lion was still stronger than abarking dog. Hence, they were still a family of status in Whardolf City.

Nancy was the only woman in the family, so she was the apple of her family’s eyes. How much shewas pampered contributed to her self-centered personality, and Matthew was clear about it, so hehad tried to let her have her way as much as he could.

Marriage was the only thing that Matthew refused to let her have her way with, so Nancy wouldthrow all kinds of parties and banquets. She did all she could so he would choose a woman and getengaged.

After knowing the purpose of this upcoming banquet, I declined Matthew's invitation without asecond

thought.

"Why don’t you want to go?" Matthew wanted an explanation.

I put down the documents I had in my hands and looked at him helplessly. "I’ve had someunpleasant moments with Madam Nietzsche before, and I don’t think she would want to see me atthe banquet."

Furthermore, the banquet was meant for Matthew to pick a wife. If Nancy saw Matthew bringing awoman with him, even if this woman was married, she would probably explode.

Matthew laughed bitterly. "There are hundreds or even thousands of people who have hadunpleasant experiences with my mother. Even if you attend, it won't mean anything. Besides, I wantto introduce some people to you.”

I was dumbfounded.

"My mother is inviting many remarkable people, so if you can get to know them, it'd be useful inyour war against Grayson Louis, no?" Matthew added meaningfully.

I shot up from my chair and said in a solemn voice," I’ll be there."

One needed to have extraordinary support to be extraordinarily arrogant. The reason Grayson Louiswas so arrogant was that he had the means to back his arrogance up.

I would need to have enough means to execute my revenge.

If I could not even be on a level playing field as Grayson Louis, I should not even think about takingrevenge.

Networking was a requirement for success, and this was what I was lacking the most.

Unfortunately, the social elites had sky-high requirements for one to join their circle, and neitherwere they friendly to newcomers. How difficult would i t be to actually get acquainted with the bigshots, then?

Since Matthew was handing me an invitation to meet the social elites, I had no reason to say no.Besides, I could not say no.

The banquet would be held at six in the evening tomorrow, so after I was done with work, Matthewwould bring me to the makeup parlor.

After Matthew left, I thought about Cecilia. She should have recovered by now. When Jerome calledme the last time, he said that he would get Cecilia to call me when she was awake, but she neverdid. 1