The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1311

I cursed in my heart. Did these reporters have scanners for eyes?

The reporters ran toward me like they had gone nuts. I simply had nowhere to run.

A group of people rushed to surround me. The flashes were non-stop, and I felt like my eyes were going blind. At the same time, they started asking some mean questions.

"Mrs. Grant, do you know that Grant Corporation has plagiarized a foreign company's intelligence technology?" "Do you know if the plagiarism was done individually or collectively? How much do you know about this matter?"

Mrs. Grant, it's said that you aren't working in Grant Corporation but the company working on this project with Grant Corporation. Did you decide to plagiarize together? Are you planning to sit back and make a fortune with other people's intelligence technology?"

"Mrs. Grant, it's said that all the assets under Grant Corporation are currently managed by you. As the wife of a man listed as one of the top billionaires, can I know if all of Grant Corporation's money was obtained via legal means?"

Each question was trickier and more bitter than the other.

I could not say a word. Nothing I said at this moment would do Grant Corporation any good.

I wanted to break out of the reporters' siege but could not do so.

The flashes were hurting my eyes, and the noise beside my ears was giving me a headache.

"Mrs. Grant, does Mr. Grant often use unfair means to engage in business competition? How else could he have turned Grant Corporation into Whaldorf City's leading enterprise in such a short period of time?" These reporters were too much!

I could not stand it anymore. "May I ask all of you to please watch your words? If you don't have any evidence, then please do not slander my husband and me. I'll sue you for malicious slander if my family falls apart.

There were even more flashes after I said that.

I lifted my hand to cover my eyes, feeling so awful that I was on the verge of tearing up.

"You're really clutching at straws now, are you, Mrs. Grant? You said that we're slanderous but there won't be smoke without fire. If Mr. Grant is really as righteous as you say he is, he shouldn't be apprehensive of our malicious slander-unless he has really done something he shouldn't have done and is guilty. All this intimidation is just bluff and bluster, huh, Mrs. Grant?"

Someone gave me a push and I fell to the ground. I tried to get up, but a woman stepped on my hand.

The high heels were sharp, and the pain I felt in my hand was excruciating.

I gasped. Enduring the pain, I tried to get up from the ground again.

If I did not get up, I might get hurt even more.

However, someone did not seem to want me to get up. Every time I was just about to get up, I would be pushed to the ground again.

I was deliberately stepped and kicked on.

I had no strength left to get up. I felt both furious and desperate at the same time.

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed. The air seemed to have condensed as well.

I raised my head, my gaze falling on Theo walking out of Grant Corporation's building.

His gaze was cold. Behind him was a group of company executives who looked very imposing.

When the crowd suddenly dispersed, he saw me lying on the ground with a single glance.

I knew just how wretched I looked right now.

The temperature around me dropped. Theo walked toward me with a towering rage.

His face was icy-cold, and his gaze when he looked at the surrounding reporters was even frostier.

The reporters were intimidated by the look in his eyes. They all stepped back in fear.

Theo picked me up from the ground and hugged me tight, his voice still as tender as ever. "Are you hurt?"