The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1330

Petra ordered someone to serve pastries. Soon, the masseuse arrived.

She was a woman who loved dressing up, and since the Louises' residence was huge, she transformed a room into a beauty parlor. I plopped down on the bed after going in with her, enjoying the relaxing sensation from every part of my body. I soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, the masseuse had left. I lay on the bed and stretched comfortably.

Petra walked in with a glass of juice, asking with a smile, "Did you sleep well?"

"Very well."

I got up and put on my clothes. My body felt extraordinarily comfortable.

Petra smiled slightly. "You must be hungry. Eat something first. I'll go make something later. Munchkin has been telling me that he's craving roasted chicken. That greedy look on his face nearly got me crying from laughing too hard. Both of you weren't around the last few days, so it was fortunate that he was here to accompany us or it would've been so boring."

"It must not have been easy for you to take care of him."

"We're a family, so don't say things like that."

Petra helplessly smiled and stuffed the glass into my hands.

I was not surprised to see Theo downstairs.

He knew I had come to the Louises' residence and would definitely come to look for me when he had time.

When I saw him playing chess with Grayson, I did not interrupt him and walked quickly into the kitchen.

Petra was already bustling about in the kitchen. When she saw me coming in, she said, "Go sit down in the living room. I don't need help here. Besides, I'll be done soon."

I nodded and yawned, asking, "When did Theo arrive?"

"An hour ago." She glanced at me. "I heard that you guys plan to go to Limbia."

"Yeah, a good friend of Theo's grandpa passed away, so we plan to go visit."

Petra sighed. "You're really busy, aren't you? You haven't even finished handling the company's affairs yet but you're going away. You guys really should take a break. Your bodies won't be able to take it if this continues."

I knew she was worried about my health, so in order to reassure her, I said with a smile, "I'll get more rest when I come back from Limbia."

"Okay."

I left the kitchen after taking the plate of roasted chicken on the kitchen counter.

Theo and Grayson were having a chat.

"Harold Zimmerson lived a long life until the age of 95. He enjoyed enough blessings in his old age."

Theo nodded slightly. "Mr. Zimmerson died peacefully."

I put the roasted chicken in the dining area and sat down behind him, asking Grayson," Do you know Grandpa Grant's friend too, Dad?" "Of course, I do." Grayson smiled slightly. "I must say that he was a legendary figure. There's hardly anyone from our generation who doesn't know him."

He asked hesitantly after a pause, "I heard that you gave the sandalwood box that your adoptive mother gave you to Jordan?"

I froze and looked up at Theo.

Why did he tell Grayson about this?

Theo smiled slightly. "Don't get the wrong idea about me. The Fredericks have been looking for the box for years. Many will find out once they find it."

I pursed my lips and asked Grayson, "Dad, is that box very important to the Fredericks?"

He sighed. "That box is not only important to the Fredericks, it's important to everybody. When your mother left the box with you, she probably never expected them to locate it one day. This must be fate" His words left me confused. He seemed to know something about Mother.

I glanced at Theo. Seeing that he was not intending to say anything, I wanted to ask Grayson what it was. However, Petra shouted from the kitchen before I could say anything, "Food's ready. Time to eat." The topic could only end here.

After dinner, we planned to stay over, but Keith called and said that he had booked a flight to Limbia at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Hence, we went home to pack the things for tomorrow. Grayson and Petra walked us out. Grayson exhorted Theo, "Limbia is not like here. Pay attention to safety. Contact us if you need our help."

Theo nodded. "I'll make sure to keep Wanda safe."

I asked Theo, "Why does it seem like our trip to Limbia this time is very dangerous? What's going on?"

Theo smiled slightly. "Didn't you say that Milan is in the country? Do you think he won't take the chance to do anything to us in Limbia, a city where it's convenient to carry out bad deeds?" My countenance sank. I had felt so safe in Whaldorf City lately that I nearly forgot about the existence of Milan, the invisible bomb.

"He has no forces here. He probably won't know that we're going to Limbia."

Theo's gaze chilled slightly. "It's hard to say."

He did not intend to talk more about this issue, so he changed the subject. "Have Amelia's affairs been taken care of?"

I only recalled after he asked the question that I had forgotten to pass Sky the things that were sorted out. I quickly called Petra and told her to get someone to deliver them tomorrow. Theo sighed, his face full of ridicule. "1 wonder if it's really a good thing that my wife is so kind."

"I don't have time for you."

We woke up early the next morning and got on the plane to Limbia at nine o'clock.

After several hours of flight, I was deadbeat the moment the plane landed.

When we got to the hotel, I went to wash up and fell asleep on the bed.

It was nighttime when I woke up.

Theo was not in the room. I lay on the bed and called him.

The call was quickly connected. He asked with a smile, "You're awake."

"Mm." I buried my head in the pillow." Where are you?"

"The casino." He smiled slightly. "I'll go back and pick you up in a while. I'll take you out for a walk."

The casino?

I reacted and asked curiously, "Why are you at the casino?" "I'm just walking aimlessly. Get ready. I'm coming back to pick you up."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, I sat up from the bed. Only when I was a little more awake did I get out of bed and go to wash up.

When I was done washing up and changing my clothes, Theo returned.

He was wearing black casual attire.

Although his clothes were still black, his usual mature and reliable look was now replaced by a more youthful and cooler appearance.

He was handsome, and age was just a meaningless number to him. His cool attire made him charmingly attractive.

I praised without reservation, "With your current attire, your photos can be used as the cover of a fashion magazine." Theo smirked, his smile slightly seductive. "Are you that impressed with my looks, Mrs Grant?"

"Very impressed."