The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1361

I swallowed my anger and returned to the kitchen to cook another bowl of noodles. When I was done cooking, Tory was also done eating.

I ignored him and took the bowl to the table and sat down to start eating.

The man put down his cutleries and stared at me with great focus while propping up his chin.

I grew uncomfortable under his stare. I took a peep and was just about to say something when I caught him staring at my noodles. I quickly held up my bowl. " Don't push it, Tory. You've had a bowl."

Tory looked at me with a slightly cold and austere gaze. "It's not like I want to eat it." Why was he acting like he still wanted more, then?

Tory got up to leave. I looked at his back and cursed him inwardly.

After filling up my tummy, I cleaned the table and went upstairs.

It had been a day and a night, but Solomon had yet to call back. I wondered if he was making progress with the investigation.

I went back to my room and waited by my phone for a while, but I finally could not hold back anymore and called Solomon.

The line was busy. After I hung up, Solomon called. It seemed like he was giving me a call earlier and our calls happened to overlap.

As soon as I answered the call, I asked anxiously, "How's the investigation going, Mr. Cook? Did you manage to locate Theo's whereabouts?"

There was not an instant reply on the other end of the call, and a bad feeling rose in my heart.

Solomon said, "Miss, we found that the man didn't take Mr. Grant away but instead parked not far away and asked Mr. Grant some questions before killing him on the spot. You should take a look at the photos of the body again to confirm it. He could be Mr. Grant."

My world started spinning all of a sudden. Everything around me was spinning. My tears flowed down without warning.

I slumped on the bed, my mind in turmoil.

No way. He could not be dead.

I did not believe it!

I recollected myself and forced myself to calm down. "I'm very sure that the body isn't Theo's, Mr. Cook. This must be the other party's trap. He wants everyone to think that Theo's dead. He would no doubt have made a lot of preparations. Why don't you investigate it again? Theo's going to be fine."

I kept casting my mind back to the photo of the corpse. No matter how I tried to recall, I simply felt that that was not Theo. We had been married for more than a decade. I could never fail to recognize him. Solomon was seemingly helpless, saying, "I know you refuse to accept it, Miss, but I caught the man who kidnapped Mr. Grant that night. If you don't believe it, then come over and ask him yourself." "Sure, send me the location and I'll go over there right now."

"I'll bring him to you since Mr. Zimmerson has questions to ask him too."

After hanging up the phone, my head was still ringing. It was spinning a little.

I went downstairs to wait for Solomon.

Tory walked downstairs wearing a bathrobe. When he saw me in tears, he mildly said, "You're acting like your man just died or something. I told you that his chances of being alive were small but you wouldn't believe me.

"Don't grieve yet. Grant Corporation is such a huge enterprise. You must take it over and then cooperate with the Zimmersons to keep Grant Corporation from collapsing."

He was not sad at all about Theo's death and was completely nonchalant about it. His relaxed demeanor made me very angry, but I did not lash out.

His relationship with Theo was that of a business partner, so it was only natural that he did not care about Theo's death.

That was indeed the case. Apart from me, no one cared whether Theo lived or died. I must stay strong and find Theo. I was sure he was alive.