Chapter 355
The Woman From Hell
"I was never dumb to begin with, okay?" I rolled my eyes at Matthew.
"You probably donât know this..." Matthew pointed to Yvonne, who was not too far away. "Mrs.
Schuman really wants a daughter, but her health doesn't allow her to bear more children after her
two sons. That became her deepest regret in life. Grandpa told me there were rumors that her
desire to have a daughter was so strong that she nearly drove herself mad. She even resorted to
believing in superstitions to conceive a daughter."
I made a face. "So the purpose of you bringing me to this banquet today was so that Yvonne
Schuman would take me in as her goddaughter."
"Of course." Matthew raised his eyebrow. "This was the most valuable thing that could happen to
you if you came to the banquet."
I hesitated before I finally asked, âDid Grandpa know about this too?"
Matthew put down his glass and chuckled. "Why did you think Grandpa suggested Petra take you in
as her goddaughter? He doesnât even like that woman."
Suddenly, I felt like my IQ was not high enough. I
realized that people with fame and power could really be capable of having someone wrapped
around their fingertips with just their wits alone. No wonder when Petra and Grayson suggested that
I leave Theo, it looked like they were talking to a child. I was a mere gnat in their eyes.
"Do you think that I'm too conniving?" Matthew asked me with a smile.
"I'm the one whoâs too simple-minded." I smiled bitterly. "Looks like I have a lot more to learn from
you."
Matthew smiled as he nodded. "If you're willing, Iâll teach you.â
"However, if Carlson and Yvonne are too nice to me, I won't be able to bear the thought of using
them to go against Grayson." I really did like them a lot. People who were kind to me with no ulterior
motives were the kind of people who could easily gain my affection. They were also the kind of
people I would not want to let down.
"What do you mean by use? It's such an ugly way to say it." Matthew's face was filled with
helplessness." Grayson Louis is no saint. If you let Carlson know now that you want to go against
Grayson, he'd raise both his hands in agreement with you. Graysonâs been a thorn in his flesh for
far too long now. It's just unfortunate that he never had enough evidence against Grayson, so he
couldn't do anything about it."
Once I heard Matthew finish what he wanted to say, I felt a lot better. Now, I had to work hard to
look for sufficient evidence.
We did not converse for long since Matthew still had t o fulfill his duties as a host. He left my side
after he ate something.
"Miss Lane.â I was about to go look for Jeshua when Petra approached me.
My gaze turned cold. "How can I help you, President White?"
"You seemed very hostile toward me.â There was unusual kindness in Petra's eyes.
I did not care if this kindness was genuine or not, but I knew I did not want to engage in further
conversation with her. "You're overthinking, President White. Why would I be hostile toward you for
no apparent reason?â
Petra looked at me quietly. After a while, she said, "I really do like you since you're exactly like me
when I was younger. It's hard for me to not like you. Besides, you have the same temperament as I
do. The same haughtiness, the same ambition."
I frowned but did not respond further.
"I was born in an ordinary family, but I refused to remain ordinary. I knew that to gain a better life, I
needed to work hard-perhaps ten or twenty times harder than the rest. I was confident that I could
become an elite through my efforts, and I could have both fame and fortune. This confidence is
probably what he was attracted to, and it made him decide that
I was the one that he wanted. He would have no other for the rest of his life." 2
I knew she was talking about Grayson Louis. I cocked my eyebrow. "President White, you're indeed
extraordinary."
"Hah." A scornful smile appeared on Petra's face. "I was indeed too young then for not knowing that
my origins would determine many things. My origins made it so that I could not marry him." 2