The Woman From Hell
Chapter 793

Chapter 793

The road in front of the hospital was already full of cars to begin with. These reporters ignored the traffic regulations, causing traffic jams in the area.

I sat in the car with a sullen expression. "Are they mad?"

The front was completely blocked off, so there was no choice for us but to stop the car.

The reporters got out of the cars like zombies and surrounded the car I was in.

When the bodyguards saw what was happening, they were worried as well and quickly gave Keith a call.

On the loudspeaker, I heard Keith saying, "In this situation, no one will leave the car. Protect Mrs. Grant.

I'll be there immediately."

However, this group of reporters had no intention of letting me stay in the car, so they started banging on the car windows.

Several passersby who did not know what was happening started scolding these reporters. Among the reporters, some started scolding me. All of a sudden, the place was noisier than a fish market.

I heard several words clearly and started having even more painful headaches.

What did I do to deserve this?

I was clearly living life as an honest person who followed all the rules.

It was getting even noisier outside, and the sound of banging on the windows grew louder. I felt tremendously irritated and clasped my hands together tightly. The back of my hands was bleeding

because my nails were digging into them.

The bodyguard sensed my abnormality and started to panic.

He called Keith again and told him how bad my situation was. However, Keith had not rushed over yet. As he was too far away to help us, he had no choice but to instruct us not to get out of the car.

"If you’ve done nothing wrong, then why are you hiding, Wanda Lane?"

"Do you feel a sense of accomplishment having both men in the palm of your hand?"

"A woman as vicious as you who killed your own child should go to hell sooner, Wanda Lane."

A person who told too many lies or nonsense would have their tongues cut off in hell.

Though when one was alive, it was hard to imagine life after death, hence they had no fear.

In the face of so many vicious remarks, even if one had a strong will, it was still too hard to bear.

I held my head, unable to stop my body from trembling.

One of the bodyguards could not stand it anymore and said, "I'll go out and handle it."

Having said that, he opened the car door and got out. The two other bodyguards did not manage to stop him in time.

These guys were waiting for this moment, the moment when the door opened.

Once the door opened, it was impossible to shut it anymore.

Countless spotlights were pointed at me. They wanted to take a picture of every inch of my body, so as to create hype online with their articles.

One of the bodyguards in the car said with a solemn expression, "We may have to get out of the car, Ma'am."

I nodded with a pale complexion. Three bodyguards shielded me and attempted to squeeze out of the crowd, but it was too hard.

The bodyguards in another car tried to come over but they simply could not.

The camera flashes almost blinded me as questions and curses rang out in my ears. I saw how their faces were full of madness. They looked like they were eager to tie me up and interrogate me.

The phone in my pocket started vibrating and I knew that it must be Theo. As though I had seen a straw to clutch on, I quickly took out my phone from my pocket.

Though just as I was about to pick up the call, someone pushed me from the back and my phone flung out from my hands. I did not know where it fell.

It was absolutely terrifying to be surrounded like this. I did not know what my face looked like at the moment, but I knew it was surely not pleasant.

Fortunately, Keith arrived with countless bodyguards behind him not long after that.

The bodyguards cleared the path and I was finally able to get out of the tight encirclement.

My mind was weighed down with anxiety. Theo had been protecting me for so long but it finally come to a n end today.

Keith was Theo's special assistant, one whom he brought along wherever he went. Hence, he had an extraordinary status. His appearance would undoubtedly create more topics for the reporters.

Someone asked loudly, "Mr. Keith, were Grant Corporation and Zimmer Corporations' disputes all these years caused by this lady beside you?"