The Woman From Hell

Chapter 2244

"It’s only seven days. They’ll only be here to shoot for seven days, and they’ll be done soon," I hurriedly added.

Theo glanced around and caught a glimpse of Delia, who was being filmed. He finally looked at me again. "Is it because of Delia?"

"I didn't know Delia was participating when I agreed. I only found out after the director called the actors over," I explained while blinking my innocent eyes.

He looked at me helplessly. "You’ve already agreed. What else can I say?"

After saying that, Theo went upstairs.

He likely would not come down again until the filming was over.

In the blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and the last scene was done.

People started leaving one after another. Only a few people were left cleaning up here and there. Delia had not left either. "Wanda, I'll be off now. See you tomorrow."

"Caroline has just finished cooking. Do you want to stay for dinner before you go?"

"Uhh… I don’t think that’s a good idea. I think President Grant was in a bad mood when he came back just now. He won't be happy if I stay for dinner." Delia lowered her head, obviously very concerned about Theo's emotions.

I understood what she was thinking. Theo was unapproachable when he was cold, after all. He gave off a strong sense of oppression. "Don't worry, he won't mind this. He also knows Mr. Warhall. It's just a meal. Sissi will be here too."

"Okay then."

"Great!"

Caroline was done preparing dinner. I went upstairs to the study and called Theo. He was indeed there, working.

I pushed open the door and entered. The man raised his head when he heard sounds but immediately lowered his head again.

Was he still angry?

I walked over and stood next to him. I bent down to look at what he was looking at. "So, you’re looking at a contract. Why so serious?" This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's over?"

"Yes, I came to call you to eat."

Theo closed the file after hearing that. "Let's go."

"Wait a minute." I thought it would be better to tell him first. "I asked Delia to stay for dinner. You should watch yourself a little later, okay?"

Hearing this, Theo was taken aback for a moment. He raised the corner of his eyes, "Watch what?"

This man really had no sense of his words and deeds.

I approached him. "Your attitude, of course. Don't put too much pressure on her."

"Well then, I'll try my best." After Theo said that, he walked out.

"Hey, what do you mean by trying your best?"

Downstairs, in the dining hall.

Delia was seated in an elegant and upright posture with a smile on her lips. "I apologize for disturbing you again today, President Grant."

Theo did not respond for a long time. I looked at him and motioned him to speak.

Theo caught a glimpse of my expression and responded indifferently, "It’s fine."

Although it was just two words, one could say he was giving attitude. I could not ask too much of him.

I stopped talking to him and chatted with Delia passionately.

"The food is delicious. Caroline is a great cook. Thank you for your hospitality." She wiped the corners of her mouth. Delia ate like a lady, and her lipstick was still on. Her pink lips looked sultry with every movement when she spoke.

"It's okay, you can stay for dinner again next time."

Delia glanced at Theo. "I don't think so. President Grant doesn't seem to like being disturbed."

"No, he's fine," I said hastily.

I really cherished Delia's presence, and I did not want to destroy our friendship because of anyone.

She smiled slowly and then left her seat. "It's getting late. We’ll be off first."

"I’ll see you off."