The Woman From Hell

I lowered my eyes, and my palms were sweating. However, I could only be at his mercy.

In an instant, I felt a cold, piercing look. I looked up and saw Theo's dark brown eyes on me, his gaze then falling on my exposed shoulder.

It felt like I was being shot by an arrow and my shoulder burned with pain.

"Hello, President Grant." Tyler, who was beside me, spoke with an indifferent tone.

"President Lane, it's been a while since I last saw you." Theo looked up and stared at Tyler as he answered him.

With a sharp gleam that came from the clash, both men's eyes sharpened. Do the two of them know each other? That’s a surprise.’

After a long time, Theo was the first to reduce the intensity of his cold aura. He looked at me and asked,' President Lane, who is this beside you?"

"My fiancee," Tyler replied frankly, his fox eyes smiling and staring at Theo.

I opened my mouth wide in shock. I did not expect that Tyler would spout such nonsense. I froze in place, not knowing what to do.

"Oh? But I heard that you swore off women. What a surprise. When did you get a fiancee?" Theo continued staring at me and pretended to ask even though I could feel the chill in his eyes.

Tyler changed his position and held my hand as he turned his head. He stared at me with a light smile on his face as he replied, "It's true that I swore off women, but it was only because I was waiting for my princess."

Theo's eyes turned cold and he emitted a dangerous aura. He emphasized every word when he said, "So should I be calling you Mrs. Lane, then?"

Every word that slid through his teeth was uttered with anger.

My heart was in turmoil. I had wanted to talk to Theo about Tyler but never found the opportunity. I never thought that all of this would happen on an occasion like this.

I broke away from Tyler's hand and walked up to Theo. I looked at him and said, "Theo, listen to me..." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Before I could finish my sentence, a crisp voice sounded from behind me. "Theowy."

In the distance, Cindy was wearing a sexy red evening dress with her hair pulled up high. She looked luxurious. I could not help but sigh to myself. 'Now this is a real princess.'

Soon, Cindy approached and naturally took Theo's arm. She said intimately, "What are you doing here?

I've been looking for you for so long.”

When the two of them stood together, they looked like a gorgeous couple. I could not help but take a step back. My eyes felt a little sore.

"Miss Lane, you're here too?" Cindy glanced at me and asked as if she had just only seen me. She sounded like a stranger and did not seem as pretentious as before.

Tyler stood beside me without moving and grabbed m y hand which was trembling a little.

Cindy glanced up at Theo before looking at me again. She asked, "Is this gentleman... your friend?"

She intentionally said that with a strong implication s o that people who heard it would begin having wild imaginations.

I was silent and did not answer her. I knew that I would embarrass myself if I explained to her now.

Tyler gave Cindy a disgusted look and took my hand." Wandy, let's go in."

It was not that Tyler had sworn off women but he was actually disgusted by women. Since he was eight years old, he was disgusted by every woman except m e.

This was the exact reason why I could never escape from him for the rest of my life. I could never escape from this hell.

Behind him came Cindy's doubtful voice, "Theowy, is that Infoider's President Lane? No wonder Aunt Petra told me that all the people here tonight are bigwigs. I can’t believe he and Miss Lane actually go way back."

'So Inforder is owned by Tyler?’ The company had become very famous in the past few years.

The birthday party had not yet started. Petra was wearing an evening gown that she designed herself. The dress outlined her perfect figure very well, making her look elegantly dignified and graceful.

She was obviously in her 50s, but she looked like she was 30. Her age only made her look more mature and graceful. The saying about how years never defeated beauty? That was Petra.

When she saw us enter from afar, Petra pushed her way through the crowd while holding her glass. She smiled elegantly, "President Lane, I’m glad to see that you've decided to honor us with your presence! I'm so glad you came."

"Happy birthday, Petra!" Tyler narrowed his eyes slightly. His voice was flat without a trace of emotion.

"Thank you." Petra took a sip of her wine before her gaze landed on my face. She said, "President Lane, you should introduce us. Is this your wife?"