The Woman From Hell
Chapter 613

Chapter 613

Knowing that Theo was worried about me, I said with a smile, "I met a lady on the plane and she'sinviting m e to go to dinner together. Don't worry, I’ll take good care of myself."

Theo fell silent for a very long time before saying," Keep your phone switched on and send me youraddress once you're at the dinner place."

I hummed a reply and hung up.

Shortly after that, someone knocked on the door. I saw Keith upon opening the door.

His face was cold as he said, "Mr. Grant asked me to send these clothes to you, Ms. Wanda.”

I nodded and took the clothes. "Thank you."

He hummed a reply and left.

Not long after I changed my clothes, Liz called me. She had already arrived downstairs at the hotel.I packed u p and went downstairs. When I saw a black Bentley parked in front of the hotel, I couldnot help but freeze.

The car window rolled down, and in the driver’s seat, the man's distinct and cold face turnedsideways, looking at me.

Both a familiar and unfamiliar person. Would there

really be two completely different people in this world?

"Wanda." Sitting in the front passenger seat, Liz tilted her head to greet me. "Get in!"

I came back to my senses and got in.

Liz turned around to smile at me and said, "What were you thinking about earlier? I called you for solong but you didn’t respond."

I pursed my lips, not saying a word.

Liz did not mind and looked at the man in the driver's seat, saying, "This is my fiance, Matt Zimmer.He was worried about me taking a cab here by myself to see you so we came together. You don'tmind, do you?"

His name was... Matt Zimmer?

I widened my eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Was there really someone in this world who not only looked exactly the same but also had a similarname?

Seeing how uncomfortable I was, Liz looked at Matt, then back at me. She asked worriedly, "Areyou okay, Wanda?"

I snapped back to my senses and shook my head. "I'm f -fine. It's just that your fiance looks a lotlike a friend o f mine. Even their names are similar."

Liz's eyes lit up. "Really?"

I nodded.

"It must be fate that we met." Liz was a simple person who would not think too much aboutanything, so naturally, she did not take my strange reaction to heart.

I looked at the man's dashing side profile, wanting to ask the many questions in my heart yet wasunable to because Liz was around.

When we arrived at a French restaurant, we got out of the car and walked into the restaurant.

The waiter led us to our table. Liz took Matt's arm and said joyfully, "Honey, why don't you andWanda order the food?"

Matt hummed a reply, his voice indifferent. He looked up at me and raised his eyebrows. "Whatwould you like to eat, Miss Lane?"

"Anything," I said, looking at the person in front of me, whom I thought had disappeared forever butwas now in front of me alive. I did not know how to describe m y feelings.

As we ate, Liz had many things to say but Matt merely responded in a succinct manner. I did not eatmuch because I was not in the mood to eat.

"You don’t like the food, Miss Lane?” Sitting from across the table, the man suddenly asked, hisvoice indifferent and distant.

I was stunned for a moment, then shook my head. "I ate something in the hotel before this, so I’mnot very

hungry."

The man raised his eyebrows and asked openly, "You seem to be curious about me, Miss Lane."

I slowly clenched my hands on my lap. "No, you think too much, Mr. Zimmer..."