The Woman From Hell
Chapter 73

Chapter 73

"Hahaha, this young lady is pretty shrewd, huh? You're a good judge of character, accepting such aperfect lady as your goddaughter, Petra. Mr. Grant is really lucky to have such a clever and beautifulwife.” Mr. Zach happily raised his glass.

Theo stood up and took the wine glass from my hands, giving Mr. Zach a professional smile. "Thankyou for the kind words, Mr. Zach. My wife is pregnant and can't drink, so I'll toast on her behalf."

"You’re too polite, Mr. Grant. Cheers!” Mr. Zach clinked glasses with Theo with a wide grin.

"Alright, you don't have to worry anymore now. Since Mr. Zach has agreed to help you out, he'lldefinitely get everything settled soon. Sit down and have something to eat. You’re pregnant, andyou shouldn’t starve yourself." Petra pulled me to my seat with a smile, sounding just like a lovingmother.

I finally breathed out a sigh of relief. I softly said, " Thank you, Petra.”

She smiled, not saying a word, and turned around to chat with the others.

After another round of toasting, everyone started chatting about the past.

Mr. Zach looked me up and down and asked Petra, " Petra, have you gotten any news about yourdaughter yet? I've been asking around in Salt City but..."

Petra, who had been smiling, suddenly revealed a pained expression. She dropped her head andsaid," I've been looking for her, but I've not received any news so far. It’s been so many years-it’sreally tough!"

"Your efforts will pay off one day. As long as you don’t give up, I'm sure you'll replace her." Mr. Zachpatted her shoulder, comforting her.

Petra’s voice was slightly choked up. She looked at me and said, "If she was still alive, she wouldprobably be around the same age as Wanda now."

"Now that you've mentioned it, Mrs. Grant’s features d o bear a slight resemblance to yours whenyou were younger, Petra. Now I know why you accepted her as your goddaughter-it was fated!" saidanother middle-aged man, looking at me. 2

The rest nodded in agreement. All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were on me.

I was a little unsure of what to do. I could only keep quiet and eat, my head bowed inembarrassment.

Fortunately, everyone soon moved on to chat about other things. The crowd's attention shifted awayfrom me.

As I was eating, I felt some discomfort in my stomach, so I got up to walk to the bathroom. Ipropped myself u p with the sink and dry-heaved for a long while before I finally felt much better.

The moment I looked up, a glass of water appeared in front of me. "Rinse your mouth. It’ll help youfeel better." 1

Theo stood in front of me with a glass of water in his hand, looking worried.

"Why are you here?" I took the glass of water and rinsed my mouth out.

"We can head back early if you don't feel too well." He took my hand and tried to walk out.

"No way. If Petra is sincere about helping me out, this dinner party is a good opportunity for me. Ican't just leave." I stood at the sink, unmoving, and peered up at him. "Were you the one who askedPetra for help?"

Theo looked at me, mixed emotions in his eyes. After a very long time, he said, "I happened tobump into her on the way to the police station today. After she heard about what had happened, sheoffered to help."

"Does she need your help?" Although Theo was a VIP i n Salt City, he was still just a businessman.A rich and powerful lady like Petra would never take the initiative to offer help if she did not need afavor in return.

He did not reply, nor did I ask further questions. It was probably something to do with work.

"By the way, she spoke about looking for her daughter.

Does Petra have a daughter? Isn't she Xander’s mother?" I suddenly recalled the things they hadspoken about at the dinner table. I could not help but feel weirded out by the strange stares theyhad been giving me.

"Xander isn’t Petra's biological son. Before she

married Xander's father, Petra was married to another man. Petra had a daughter, but her daughterhad been abandoned by her husband at that time. Because of that, Petra divorced her husband andwent abroad. She's been searching for her daughter all these years.”

I understood now. No wonder Xander never really spoke about his mother. It turned out that Petrawas just his stepmother. Xander's father passed away two years ago, so it was expected for them tonot be as close.

I did not think too much about it as I returned to the dining table with Theo.

Dinner lasted for a very long time, and everyone left at a very late hour. I fell asleep in the car,feeling exhausted, and Theo carried me upstairs.

When I woke up the next morning, Theo had already gone to work.

Miss Woods had prepared a table laden with every kind of breakfast food, a massive change frommy days of gnawing on cold bread.

Thinking about the fact that the show would start filming tomorrow, I took a few hasty bites beforerushing to work.

Miss Woods saw how little I had eaten and quickly said, "Mrs. Grant, you can’t eat so little whileyou're pregnant. It’ll stunt the baby's growth. I'll pack some soup and desserts up for you, so youcan eat them on the road."