Nothing had befallen Grant Corporation, which was what I wanted to see.
I let out a sigh of relief and went back to the bedroom to continue organizing my things.
Theo and I used to keep our clothes, accessories, and some private items close together.
When this image fell before my eyes now, it was just an eyesore and made my heart ache.
I did not mind wasting time. I was going to separate everything one by one to free up a private space for myself.
The bed behind me made me fall into contemplation. The scenes of us sharing the same bed in the past, laughing and having fun, came to my mind one after another.
My eyes quickly turned red. No matter how clear I made my distinguishment, there was no way to drive the memories out.
I could not erase the memories of this bed as well.
Changing the bed would be making a mountain out of a molehill, so I decided to bear with it and stop thinking about it.
Looking at how Theo's things were being separated out, I had mixed feelings in my heart. I did not know what he would think when he saw it, but I had already made up my mind. If he dared disapprove of this, I would leave immediately.
There was movement at the door then.
My heart constricted, and I made my way to the door. It was actually Delia.
A trace of panic showed itself on Delia’s face when she saw me standing at the door. "Wanda, you’re not asleep yet?"
"Is something wrong?" I could not make small talk or greet her as though nothing had happened.
Delia smiled wryly. “Wanda, can you bring this lunch box to President Grant? I have no other intentions. I just want to help him.”
I sneered. “Would giving him a lunchbox help? Why don't you do it yourself?”
I was unsure if Delia was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. She was looking all innocent.
"I’m the reason President Grant is facing so many difficult things now. I can't do anything more. Otherwise, public opinion will only get worse.”
“So, you want me to do it?
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