The Woman From Hell
Chapter 218

Chapter 218

The man squinted his eyes. He laughed and said, "The name’s Lawrence Ray. You came all theway here, Mrs. Grant. Whatever it is that you want to know, ask away. You don’t have to beat aboutthe bush."

I did not expect him to be so straightforward. I, too, spoke right away, "I just want to know why youkidnapped me over something so meaningless last time."

I always thought that it was because of the competition. The winner was basically determined.However, after the competition ended, they did not even appear. The whole kidnapping seemed likeit was all a farce.

He relaxed his body, crossed his legs, and leaned back into the couch. He let out a trace of an evilsmile. "Mrs. Grant, you're a clever person, and I'm someone who does what I say. I'll tell you whatyou want to know, but there's a condition that you must fulfill. Turn off that voice recording on yourphone and then we can have a nice talk."

I was frozen, and cold sweat beaded my forehead. Dealing with these people was too dangerous!

I pretended to be calm on the outside and smiled as I took out my phone from my pocket. I turned itoff in

front of him and placed it on the coffee table. I then spread open my hands. "Are we good now?"

He put his leg down and scooted forward. He had both his hands on his knees and lit up a cigarette.He said," Of course. Ask away."

"The same question, why did you kidnap me?” I was straightforward.

Despite the incident taking place a long time ago, it had always been suppressed in the depths ofmy heart. I needed closure.

He blew a circle of smoke out and crossed his legs again, saying, "I was only taking orders fromsomeone. To put it bluntly, it was just for money."

I did not say anything else and gestured for him to continue.

He continued talking, "Grant Corporation's most recent few product releases have always involvedpeople from Newlight. Originally, we had agreed on some things for this year but President Grantsuddenly got you to select new people. Of course, Newlight pursued this matter and put up someobstacles to show their anger.

"However, the matter was still in talks when someone took the initiative to increase my pay. He gaveme a recording and told me to play it for you. Man dies in pursuit of wealth, and birds die in pursuitof food. I took up the job because of money. I apologize for bringing you so much trouble, Mrs.Grant."

I scoffed and said, "You really know how to avoid the main points, Mr. Ray. You don’t have anyconnections t o Newlight, right? But you kidnapped me for Newlight. Aren’t you afraid of Theoreplaceing out about this? Can you bear the consequences of offending him?”

"You don't have to know what kind of relationship I have with Newlight, Mrs. Grant. All I want to tellyou is that if you want to know the details about your kidnapping, you can ask President Nichols."

Zedd? I was shocked.

Seeing how my expression froze, he laughed and said, "Honestly, you're a woman and you'repregnant. I had many ways to threaten you to handle the competition but none were as forceful askidnapping.

Unfortunately, someone intervened, so I was forced to.

I had indeed fallen beneath my dignity. Please forgive me."

Someone intervened... Was he talking about Zedd?

No wonder he suddenly made me listen to that recording. There was only one purpose for Zedd todo all those things-it was for Cindy.

Besides, that recording was very private and only Cindy would have it.

I should have known earlier. Cindy did that for a clear purpose, and it was to disgust me. Shewanted me to separate from Theo and leave him again.

I had to admit that her tactic worked. I did develop some trust issues against Theo, but her planultimately did not work. She did not expect that Theo would not get a divorce from me.

As I came out from the villa, my mind was blank while my heart felt stuck and troubled. The incidentwas not major and could be easily explained, but that conversation pulled me back to the recordingagain.

Theo and Cindy staying with each other was like a knife to my heart. Nothing could change it.

My heart was getting more troubled, and I felt breathless. I had an urge to do something huge tovent it out.

I touched my stomach and began to panic. I was not o n my own anymore. I still had a child, and Imust protect them.

Feeling troubled and at a loss, I took my phone out and called Jerome.

The phone rang a couple of times until he answered," Wanda, is something up?" Jerome’s voicesounded a little confused. He might have been sleeping.

"Jerome, I feel troubled and I don’t know what to do." I felt myself falling deeper and deeper, forcingmyself to my own ruin.