Chapter 179
The Woman From Hell
"Forget it. You're no VIP, so who would bring Grant Corporation down because of you? They would
be offending Theo. In Salt City, thatâs a name that can induce fear in anyone who hears it!" Cecilia
refused to believe me.
Cecilia did not know the reason for it, nor did I have the energy and time to explain it to her.
I had doubts in my mind. Xander said that Grayson and Petra were in the ICU as well. Would they
really take things this far for their daughter? Even to the point of putting their lives at stake?
Perhaps the scene at the hospital was also part of their schemes?
At the thought of this, I pulled out my phone to give Xander a call.
The call was answered after two rings. "How are you, Wandy? Are you safe now?"
Xander asked anxiously, his voice slightly weary. However, he still remained concerned about me,
which made me slightly moved.
"I'm okay. I'm safe." I got up and stood on the balcony, looking at the traffic below. I said, "How are
things on your side? How's your mother and the rest?"
"Itâs still the same. The three of them have not woken u p yet after the surgery. Theyâre all in the
ICU. The doctor will have to observe them for a few more days t o know the result."
After hearing what Xander said, I grew even more suspicious. They were in the ICU. It seemed that
they had genuinely gotten injured in the car crash.
I could not help but think of Mason and Zedd. I asked," Are you in the hospital alone? Have you
seen Mason and Zedd?"
It was strange that they had not shown up when something this major was happening to the
company. Although I was aware of their close relationship, Theo was in the ICU and did not need to
be taken care of all the time. Hence, it was unlikely they would be occupied all the time.
"Mason is taking care of them inside. Zedd went back t o Salt City today. Donât worry about Grant
Corporation. Take care of yourself. Don't leave the house."
"Okay, got it. You take care."
After hanging up the call, my head hurt even more. Their behaviors were unusual but I could not
figure out why. The business field was like a battlefield.
There were all sorts of deceitful tricks, and nobody bothered to put on a false pretense.
After lunch, I got ready to leave. Since Zedd had returned, I needed to think of a way to go to the
company to meet him.
Cecilia saw me grabbing my bag and came up to grab me. "You can't go out. It's dangerous out
there. What d o you need? I'll buy it for you."
"I'm not going out to buy anything. I heard that Zedd is back. I'm going to the company. I canât eat or
sleep if I can't clear things up."
"There's a crowd outside of Grant Corporation. Even the basement is congested. How do you plan
on going i n?"
That was right. Many people had been protesting there these days. I could not just attach a pair of
wings to my body and fly up there, right?
Cecilia pondered for a moment and said, "Why donât w e do this? You'll put on a disguise and I'll
drive your car and park it outside. Everybody already knows what car you drive anyway, so I believe
it'll cause a commotion. You'll then take advantage of the chaos and get in."
"No way, you're pregnant too. That's too dangerous. I wonât allow it." Those people could do
anything after losing their minds. I dared not let Cecilia take the risk.
"I won't drive, then. Iâll get a friend to do it. When they see that the driver is a man and not you, they
won't lay a finger on him." After saying those words, Cecilia pulled out her phone without waiting for
my consent.
Although I was still worried, I could not think of a better way. I decided to just go with it.
Cecilia and I wore a hat, sunglasses, and disguised ourselves. We came to Grant Corporation's
back door. There were far fewer people here.
When her friend had parked the car across the road, Cecilia squeezed into the crowd and cried out,
"Isn't that Mrs. Grantâs car? She must be in the car."
As soon as she said those words, the listless men were suddenly energized and they all rushed
toward the opposite road together. In the midst of chaos, I squeezed into Grant Corporationâs back
door. I trotted my way over, took the president's exclusive elevator, and went up to the top floor.
Unlike in the past, Grant Corporations was very quiet. Aside from the business tax and audit
personnel, only some middle-level employees were still at work.
I looked for Zedd in the conference room. He was having a discussion with the investigators.