The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1523

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that it was just an afternoon dream. We were still in the hospital, and Munchkin was still in hospital clothes. I just did not know when he had woken up.

He held the tablet in one hand and gently patted me with the other. "Mommy, look, it's Daddy."

He handed the tablet to me. I opened my eyes sleepily and looked at the news content on the tablet.

Theo was indeed on the digital poster. His name was in the lower right corner of the poster, but the title shocked me. 'Chairman of Astral Cosmetics: Theo Grant'.

My eyes widened. I had thought that Astral Cosmetic was Alex's, but I did not expect it to be Theo's!

Since when did he own a plastic surgery hospital?

Combined with the conversation I heard from the nurses in the hospital corridor earlier, I had also thought that they were just discussing hearsay. I did not expect Alex to have really given the technology to someone else, and to Theo at that!

Did he not say that Theo only had eight percent of the shares?

I continued scrolling down to read the news fully, for fear of being cheated by the title.

After reading the entire report, however, I realized that Theo had actually used Alex's technology to open his own plastic surgery hospital. Due to this, Grant Corporation's stocks were also on a rise.

There were recommendations for relevant content at the bottom of the news, and one of the most read news revealed that Theo had unexpectedly occupied 52 percent of Hodds Corporation's shares, becoming the largest shareholder overnight.

What they referred to here only involved Alex Hodds' shares, not Hodds Corporation.

If that was the case, however, almost all the properties under Alex were now Grant Corporation’s.

Things were getting somewhat strange.

"Let's take a break from the TV. I'll take you down for a walk."

"Alright." The little guy nodded obediently. I dressed him up and pushed out the wheelchair, but the little guy stamped his feet in protest.

"Mommy, my wound is fine now. 1 want to walk by myself. I don't want to sit in a wheelchair anymore."

I frowned a little worriedly. "But your wound hasn’t healed completely."

"No, it's already healed." Munchkin crossed his arms as he put on the appearance of an adult.

"Speaking of which, you're pregnant with a baby now. You need my care more. If you insist on bringing out a wheelchair, Mommy, let me push you."

I was inadvertently amused by the little one's childishness.