The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 2604

I looked up and met her eyes with a similar piercing gaze, the corners of my eyes raising slightly. "I should be asking you this, Miss Owens. What exactly do you want to do by sneaking into Grant Corporation?"

It was obvious that my aura compelled Delia as she immediately turned around to look for Theo. She held his hand and whined, "Theo, look. Wanda is bullying me again. You have to seek justice for me!”

She looked at me as if I was the mistress. The phrase ‘dove occupying the magpie's nest’ described her perfectly.

I smiled coldly, not paying attention to her antics.

However, I wanted to see what Theo would do.

I looked at Theo with great interest and noted how gloomy he looked. He loosened Delia's hand that was wrapped around his arm. Exerting a little force through his foot, he turned the rotating chair 90 degrees and distanced himself from Delia.

"Theo, what’s the meaning of this?" Delia looked at Theo once again in disbelief.

She had obviously believed during this time that she would become the young mistress of the Grant family, but the reality was not as she imagined it to be.

I answered Delia before he said anything, "It means that he won't care about you anymore. You shouldn’t have done it if you didn’t want anyone to know about it. Did you really think your actions wouldn’t be revealed?”

"Wanda, cease your slander!"

“I’m not slandering anyone. These photos explain everything.”

I fished out the photos that had long been printed out from my bag and threw them onto the table, scattering them.

The photos revealed Delia drugging the wine during the banquet back then as well as her meeting Nibel frequently during this time to get photos of Theo.

With perfect timing, Don walked through the door at this moment.

I smiled and pointed at him. "His. He’s the biological father of the child in your womb."

Delia’s expression changed, and she was obviously panicky. “You, stop talking nonsense.”

“I’m not. Miss Owens, oh. No. I should be calling you Miss Doyle. You know it best deep down.”

“W-What did you say?” Delia’s eyes widened.

My smile deepened. “Are you telling me I’m wrong, Nicky?”