The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 2000

Since the divorce, things seemed to be popping up one after another.

I was swiping my phone today when I saw a piece of news.

“Grant Corporation's artificial intelligence project is suspected of plagiarism and may face huge losses..." I muttered the content of the article under my breath. The more I read, the more shocked I was.

I could tell the problem at a glance. The core content of the artificial intelligence project that Grant and Drover were working on together had been stolen. That company released the results before Grant Corporation and so, Grant Corporation had been labeled a plagiarizer.

I wonder how they were going to handle this.

I was worried not only for Theo but also for Drover. I would have to ask him what was going on when he came back.

Speak of the devil, I heard movement from downstairs. I went down and saw that he had really returned.

Seeing me, Drover smiled as if nothing had happened.

"I saw the media report." I took the lead and brought it up, but there was still no change in his expression. "Drover, was it really stolen?"

I could not believe it. After all, this was a secret. The people involved in this project were all long-time employees. How could…

Drover saw through my curiosity, but he was still as calm as ever. He sat down and said, "Wanda, don't interfere in this matter, and don't ask any more questions, okay?"

Hearing his answer, I was stunned. I was so confused. I did not understand why he said that.

Blinking my eyes, I expressed my doubt. "Why not?"

He squared his shoulders and looked at me seriously before asking, "You’re no longer Grant Corporation's employee or Theo's wife. Why should you care about such a thing?"

That struck my heart, and it hurt.

My throat bobbed slightly. I took a breath and let it out before looking at Drover and saying, "But you’re my friend. What I care about is whether or not you’ll be affected."

Hearing this, Drover's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at me with a bit of surprise in his eyes. "Is that so? You’re worried about me?"

It was obvious he did not quite believe it.

"You do."

"No."

"I said you do!” Drover suddenly raised his voice and approached me.

His face was very close to mine, and it was as if he was about to kiss me in the next second.

I quickly backed away, but Drover caged his arms around me and kept approaching me.

Panicking, I raised my hand and waved it at his face.

A clear slap sounded in the living room. Drover covered his face and looked at me.

I gulped and hurriedly got up. "I'm sorry."

Then, I hurried upstairs...