The Woman From Hell
Chapter 894

Chapter 894

The driver was stunned for a moment and kindly reminded me, saying, “The Lynches are considered a renowned noble family in South Vasetine. A distinguished family like that is really picky when it comes to choosing women. It won't be appropriate for you to show up so abruptly."

From what he was saying, I figured that he might have mistaken me for an ignorant woman who was trying t o cling to the rich.

I pursed my lips and made no explanation.

The cab pulled over outside the Lynches' mansion. The driver looked at me and reminded me kindly, saying, "Miss, just walk through that door and you’ll get to Lynch Residence. I suggest asking first before going to the innermost part of the mansion because you can only go in when someone picks you up with a car."

I nodded. "Thanks."

After paying my fare, I got out of the car.

Like what the cab driver said, in order to step into Lynch Residence’s compound, one must obtain the permission of the mansion's owner, who would then send someone over with a car. Only then would one be

able to enter.

I explained it to the security guard, but he had no authority to let me in. Hence, he could only say apologetically, "Miss, maybe you should call someone.

I can't let you in without permission."

I pursed my lips and fished out my phone from my pocket.

As soon as I switched on my phone, a dozen text messages from Theo popped up one after another.

I did not click in to read them but gave Mason a call first.

Fortunately, he picked up my call this time. His slightly weary voice was heard from the phone." Wanda."

I endured the rage in my heart and spoke in a trembling voice, "I'm in South Vasetine now, standing right in front of Lynch Residence’s gate. Return Munchkin to me. I'm here to take him back."

Mason was silent on the other end of the call.

The longer he remained silent, the more intense the fear in my heart grew.

I must admit that I had come here with a fluke mentality.

Whaldorf City and South Vasetine were so far from each other. Perhaps Jerome did not even know the specifics.

Maybe Munchkin merely went out for a moment to have some fun. Perhaps Jerome heard wrongly.

Mason remained silent. The emotions that I had been suppressing the whole time finally resulted in an outburst. I roared furiously, "Mason Lynch, I said, return Munchkin to me! I'm taking my son home. Do you hear me?"

He spoke, his voice a little suppressed and low. "I'm behind you."

I abruptly turned around. Sure enough, he was standing behind me. The weary look on his face showed just how exhausted he was.

He slowly put his phone down, and there was a look of self-reproach in his gaze when he looked at me.

When I did not see Munchkin around him, I held back the panic in my heart and asked in a shaky voice, " Where's Munchkin?"

He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

"Are you mute?" I was going insane.

"I beg you, tell me where Munchkin is right now."

Mason pursed his lips and said, "Let's talk inside."

There was a Rolls-Royce behind him. He had probably driven it here. Without the slightest hesitation, I hurried over and got in.

I knew that the Lynches were prosperous and grand, but they were even more prosperous than I imagined

them to be.

After entering from the gate, it took another ten-minute drive along the parks and natural landscapes. As it was winter, the maple leaves had fallen and the trees were bare. The scenery looked a little bleak.

In the car, Mason's phone rang. From his tone of voice, I could tell that it might be from Theo.