Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon novel Chapter 328

Vespera couldn't help thinking back to Wanda's conversation with Theodore.

The "Mrs. Hall" Theodore mentioned was Natalie, and Wanda had called him "Mr. Theodore"...

Wanda and Theodore…

"Dear God, it couldn't be that dramatic, could it?" she thought.

Inside the kitchen, Wanda was speaking urgently into the phone. "Mom, I ran into Theodore at the supermarket! He kept staring at Vera, it's like he's figured something out! What should we do?"

Natalie was startled, too.

But she stayed calmer than Wanda and quickly said, "Don't panic. Back then, all three of them were declared dead. Theodore heard it with his own ears.

"Even if he's suspicious, he should be rational enough to think it through. What, does he think people can just come back from the dead?"

"But… But the way he looked at Vera wasn't normal. Maybe he won't stay rational!" Wanda said anxiously, remembering the intensity in Theodore's gaze.

Besides, his appearance at the supermarket wasn't just some random coincidence.

Natalie's tone turned serious as she thought for a moment. "Then we'll just have to take it one step at a time. I'll call Mrs. Locke Senior and see what she says."

Wanda ended the call.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, she took a deep breath. Talking to Natalie had calmed her down a little.

She opened the door and stepped out.

"Mom, you look tired. Sit down and rest. I'll take care of dinner," Vespera said, hurrying over and gently helping her onto the couch.

Vespera poured her a glass of water, then went back to the kitchen to start cooking.

Wanda sat there, watching Vespera bustling around, and her eyes turned red.

All those times she'd half-joked about sending Vespera back to the Locke Residence, and now it might actually happen…

No. This is her daughter. She wasn't going to let anyone take her back.

Out on the balcony, Vernon sat silently, staring off into space.

He loved raising flowers and had grown so many over the years. Now, it felt like someone was about to carry off his best, most beloved one, pot and all.

Vespera kept cooking quietly.

The doorbell rang.