The Woman From Hell

"Looks like everything I did wasn't useless, huh?"

Delia looked at me maliciously, her eyes practically filled with defiance and ridicule.

She glanced at the oats on my table and sneered.

"I probably wouldn't be able to eat at a time like this if I were you. What's wrong? Did you not get the result you wanted yesterday, Miss Lane?" Delia smirked and took a seat beside me.

She even requested the kitchen staff to deliver her a hearty breakfast.

There were slices of toast on the left, some sausages on the right, and a bowl of oats with various side dishes served with it.

Compared with my lone breakfast, it was worlds apart.

"My business has nothing to do with you."

I immediately turned cold before Delia. I pretended as if she had struck a sore spot and made my tone sound bad.

"Miss Owens, don't forget who you are and watch your words. I'm sure you're much more aware of this than me."

Noticing my tone, the smile on Delia's face became even brighter.

"Seems like I've hit the nail on the head. You don't have to get all pissy with me, Miss Lane. I'm not the one who did all this. I already said that I was going to be the person standing by Theo's side." Delia said that so bluntly as if she was certain about the outcome.

"As for you, you're just an ordinary, aging woman."

Delia glanced at me contemptuously. I could still imagine what she looked like at the moment even without her raising her head.

It was really interesting. It seemed like Delia has her eyes on the position next to Theo more closely than I thought.

Theo and I were only showing obvious rifts between us on the surface, yet Delia had immediately become so eager.

"Whether or not I'm aging, I'm afraid.

it has nothing to do with you. Miss Owens, don't forget your place You'tamount to nothing after the child is born!"

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emotions so clearly on my face.

Indeed, Delia was even happier when she heard me say this.

She took one spoonful of oats after another, her actions elegant and her voice no less airy.

"Why don't we wait and see, then? You might even get tossed to the curb before this child of mine is born. We'll know for sure then who's the winner and who's the loser!"

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She was hardly concealing her ambition in front of me, and likewise, she was not even concealing her hostility toward me.

Sometimes, I really did not understand just where Delia's intense hostility toward me came from.

Apart from me being Theo's wife, we never had any contact with each other at all before this.

It would be too weird if that was the sole reason why Delia absolutely loathed me. Slap!

Pretending to look like I had been pissed off by Delia, I slapped the cutlery on the table heavily. "Since you've said this, why don't we wait and see?!" I said that coldly and immediately left the villa.

I could not help but heave a sigh of relief as I left.

I had no problems with my expressions and actions when I was facing Delia just now.

That should be enough to trick her.

I maintained my coldness along the way as well as an angry appearance until I entered my office. Shannon also walked in not long after.

The first thing she did when she came in was to shut the office door tightly.