The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1808

The exchange meeting came to an end.

I stood not far from Theo and Nicky who were being questioned by other companies for their famed artificial intelligence system.

Seeing them being surrounded all around, I could not squeeze myself in, so I could only wait.

"Madam Grant.”

A male voice sounded in my ear, and I followed the voice to see that Drover was approaching me.

It was obvious that he had just emerged from the crowd.

His voice was a little hoarse, probably because he talked too much at the meeting. I looked at him and greeted him politely, "Hello, Mr. Drover."

"I benefited a lot from what you said just now, and I can't imagine it coming from someone who doesn't know much about artificial intelligence.”

I kept thinking that his voice had a sense of familiarity, but I could not remember where I heard it from.

I started pondering in my head and forgot to respond to him.

"Madam Grant?”

It was not until he called out to me again that I came back to my senses. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something earlier. Truthfully, I was simply muttering out those words."

Drover's eyes kept lingering on me, which made me uncomfortable.

At this moment, Theo's voice sounded. "I heard that it's rare for Mr. Drover to take the initiative to chat with someone. What's so special about my wife?"

He walked over to me and put his arms around my waist while exerting some strength as if proclaiming his property.

I found this somewhat ineffable. Could he be jealous about this too?

"President Grant, your wife is really very thoughtful. It'd be a shame for her not to continue in this field. Perhaps you could-”

"Drover will always leave in a hurry after every exchange meeting. He won't take the initiative to have a chat with anyone. I didn’t expect him to talk to you today, Mrs. Grant. President Grant is right to be somewhat worried,” Nicky said leisurely on the side.

Although I did not know why he wanted to chat with me, his voice indeed sounded familiar.

"What are you thinking about?" Theo snapped his fingers in my ear.

I did not hide it from him and told him the truth.

"Mr. Drover's voice sounds familiar to me as if I've heard it somewhere before."

"Is that so? So there's even a possibility the two of you are old friends?" Theo's voice sounded particularly jealous.

I smiled, took his hand, and leaned on his shoulder. " No. I don't have that many old friends. It’s just a feeling. Come on, I'm famished. Let’s get something to eat. Munchkin is still waiting for us."

I pulled him out, and Nicky followed us out to the restaurant.