The Woman From Hell
Chapter 351

Chapter 351

I took out my phone and called her.

Was she angry at me?

No one picked up the phone even when I tried to call again and again.

At my wit's end, I called Jerome.

When he answered the call, his tone was extremely impatient. "Wanda, I'm very busy now."

I chuckled. "What are you busy with?"

"I'm busy feeding the baby." Jerome's voice was laced with resentment.

I burst out in jesting laughter. "What a difficult position to be in for a manly man like you."

"Don't gloat, it'll be your turn soon." Jerome was going crazy.

I nodded. "Gladly."

After the playful banter, I asked, "When are you and Cecilia going to come to Whaldorf?"

"I don't know," Jerome was being a little vague. "We'll see.

I did not press further. "Why isn't Cecilia answering her phone? What is she up to?"

"I don't know what she's up to as well. Erm, I gotta go. The baby is about to cry."

Jerome hung up right after that. I stared at my phone i n disbelief. Something was not adding up.

However, I did not call to ask in detail and continued t o finish up my work.

The next day, I worked extra hard to quickly finish the work on my hands. Matthew sent someone to drive m e to the makeup parlor at around four in the evening.

He had someone custom make a gown for me, and it was a perfect fit. After I was done with my makeup, Matthew came to get me.

The banquet was held in the Nietzsche Mansion.

When we arrived, I looked at the array of luxurious cars parked outside and exclaimed, "I'm a little nervous."

I was supposed to be used to banquets like these since I was married to Theo Grant, but unfortunately, I had never attended such events before.

"What are you nervous about?" Matthew looked at me and smiled. "I'm here."

I smiled and nodded without saying anything else.

Once we got out of the car, I weaved my hand into the crook of Matthew's elbow and we made our way to the venue.

Staff members were standing at the sides of the mansion’s gate, and the guests were required to show them their invitation cards.

Matthew did not need an invitation card, so he brought me straight into the mansion.

There were already tons of people on the first floor, while Nancy was at the center of the hall, conversing with others. She donned a crimson gown that was exceptionally eye-catching. Those who had just entered the first floor of the banquet hall would definitely not miss her.

She was beautiful. Even though she may have aged, she still looked exquisitely charming. If she had a better temper, I did not think Marcus would have fallen for Quinn.

Matthew and I walked in her direction. When Nancy saw me, her eyes sparkled. "Matthew, this lady is...?"

She clearly did not remember me. I cleared my throat awkwardly.

Matthew was stumped. Then, he introduced us. "Mom, this is Wanda Lane. You've met her before. Have you already forgotten about it?”

After hearing his words, Nancy remembered who I was and the smile on her face froze.