The Woman From Hell

After saying that, I looked at the man clad in black, asking, "Where are we going?"

I knew Tyler’s character better than anyone. Even if w e escaped this time, he would still show up at our doorstep and refuse to let us go. Rather than wait for him to come knocking at our door, it was better to go see what he wanted.

"This way, ladies." The man led us to a cafe on the fourth floor.

This place was comparatively quiet compared to the bustling and lively scene downstairs. The renovation was elegantly done, and even the ornaments were intentionally placed. It was clear that the owner was a person of elegance.

Cecilia and I exchanged glances with each other, a nervous look in our eyes. We held each other's hands.

The man led us to a private room and made a 'please' gesture without even knocking the door.

I was about to push the door in when I heard a woman's voice. "Mr. Tyler, this is your favorite tea. I've been saving it for you."

Her voice sounded gentle, yet it did not give the impression of a frivolous woman.

I stuck out my chest and suppressed the panic in my heart, pulling Cecilia inside with me.

In the room, I saw the elegantly dressed woman from earlier. She was making tea with her slender fingers and skillful movements. The scene was quite pleasing to look at.

On the other side of the table, Tyler held up a teacup and was tasting it.

Brewing tea in a cafe? Sure enough, only Tyler was capable of doing something like this.

Seeing that we had come in, Tyler put down the teacup and glanced thoughtfully at me while smirking. "Please have a seat, ladies."

Cecilia was terrified of Tyler. It was a fear that had been residing in the depths of her heart. However, now that she was meeting him again for the first time in so many years, the hatred buried in her heart had returned as well. She clutched my hand tightly and glanced fiercely at Tyler. "What exactly do you want from us?”

Tyler ignored Cecilia and looked at me instead with a hint of a smile in his eyes. "Want to have a cup of tea?"

I held Cecilia's hands gently, motioning her to calm down before looking at Tyler. I said blandly, "Sure."

Having said that, I pulled Cecilia with me and we sat across the table.

The woman opposite poured two glasses of tea and placed them in front of us with a smile.

"Get straight to the point, Tyler. We’re not afraid of you in broad daylight," Cecilia spoke loudly, but it was uncertain whether she was saying it to Tyler or herself.

Tyler frowned at her, a hint of displeasure in his eyes. He said mildly, "Drink some tea first."

None of us moved. Compared to Cecilia's agitated state, I was relatively calmer. I looked at Tyler and said, "Just tell us what you want. I don't drink tea at this hour because I won't be able to sleep at night."

Tyler glanced at me with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He poured tea for himself, took a sip, and said slowly, "You're much tougher than I thought. I thought you wouldn’t be able to eat or sleep and would get upset for a very long time after getting chased out of the company in public like that."

"That’s none of your concern." My heart trembled, but my countenance remained the same as I looked at him with a neutral expression. Grant Corporation’s incident was a major event, so it came as no surprise that Tyler had found out about it.

He darted a sideways glance at my belly and said mildly, "Your belly isn't that big yet. It’s been less than six months, right? You can still abort it."

"Are you out of your mind, Tyler?” Before I could say anything, Cecilia stood up emotionally and screamed i n his face. Her initial nervousness and fear had turned into hatred and anger. She had forgotten about her fear completely.

Tyler frowned, looking a little impatient. He put down his cup and said, "Take this lady out."

The man clad in black stepped forward and said to Cecilia. "This way, Ma'am."

I clenched Cecilia's hand tightly and asked nervously, " W-What are you trying to do?" Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Tyler glanced at me and smiled. "Don’t be nervous, Wandy. I’m just inviting her out to have something to eat."

"I'm not leaving. I want to stay with Wanda.”

"She's not leaving. She’s staying with me."

Cecelia and I said at the same time as we embraced each other tightly. We were both terrified of him to our cores.

Tyler saw this and laughed, saying, "Be a good girl. We'll have a good chat and you can go back after that. Otherwise...”

He gently turned the cup in his hand without saying anything more.

I could sense the threat from his gaze.

It was a soundless threat!