The Woman From Hell

To ensure Munchkin's safety, I decided not to go pick him up during the weekend. It would be safe for him to stay at school than go outside. However, I did not expect to be paid a visit. "Wanda, we meet again. You look a lot thinner than you were last time."

"Please come in first." He had wanted to search for a topic of conversation, but I was obviously not very interested.

The last time Sylvester came was to take me back. Hence, his purpose for coming this time spoke for itself.

However, I did not plan on changing my decision so easily. "Living alone is pretty nice. If you're here to persuade me to go back, don't bother."

Sylvester seemed to have expected that after my rejection the last time. "Grandfather, he doesn't have much time left.

"He wishes to see you one last time."

However, that so-called grandfather was just a form of address to me. We had never met, let alone developed a relationship.

"I don't have anything good to say. Meeting him won't change anything."

The expression on my face was still one of indifference even though Silas was suffering from an illness.

He had never appeared during the long period back then, but he suddenly appeared and kept asking to meet me. Even if it was his final wish before departing, it had nothing to do with me. Thus, I went back into my room and dealt with some matters after giving my answer to Sylvester. Ultimately, I would not be going back with him.

He could also tell that I was hiding a lot of things within myself and that it would not be easy to get me to say yes for a while.

"How do you usually spend your time besides working?"

"What?"

I did not really understand why he abruptly changed the topic to something unimportant. Sylvester immediately continued, "I know everything is too abrupt for you, but I don't have a choice either. I hope you can understand."

Sylvester would not want to lead the atmosphere into a deadlock every time either. Hence, he wanted to figure out a better opportunity and method for getting along with me.

To him, I did indeed have my reasons for declining.

In the end, however, I agreed to his request after going through a bit of a mental struggle. Perhaps it was because of his persistent attitude and sincere eyes.

"Really? That would be great.

"If you agree, I'll arrange for the driver to come over now."

"Up to you." I suddenly wondered if I had agreed a little too soon. Maybe I should have thought about it more.

The Yards had a lot of money, and

anyone else would have been eager to get involved with them. However, very much wanted to avoid the people and the place that had treated their daughter indifferently, even cruelly.

If Sylvester had not emphasized repeatedly that Silas was dying, I would not have agreed either.

I just thought of it as an act of kindness to go and see the old man.

I definitely would not let the grudge go so easily.

They had moved into a mansion in Whaldorf City, so I did not need to waste so much time on the road. We arrived even before I had the chance to recollect myself. "Wanda, you can get down now."

"I seem to be suffering from motion sickness today. Give me a moment..." Sylvester knew that I was a little hesitant and said nothing. He just quietly stayed by my side. My steps were extra heavy when I thought about the past.

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This was because Sylvester was following me closely this whole time and did not leave until he had led me to the door of the room. In the end, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and push the door open.

The ruthless Silas described by the rumors looked very peaceful now. I was feeling a little amiable toward him, perhaps because of our blood relationship...