Chapter 124 You Have To Kiss Me At Least Three Times A Day
The next morning, Darcy packed up early and went out to the Emperor Group. Although yesterday was the 100th anniversary celebration of the Group, it had nothing to do with the employees underneath. The day continued as usual and the class had to go on as well.
After Darcy came to the company, she did not return to her position directly but went to the public relations department.
She had always been kind to people and Bill's special care consciously or unconsciously, so Darcy's popularity in the company was particularly known.
Seeing her coming, Faith Starr, a colleague in the public relations department, immediately greeted her with a smile, "Darcy, why are you here?"
Darcy calmly walked over as she swept around the photos spread out in front of her without a trace and then looked at Faith.
"I just went to send something to pass by here. I came and saw you, by the way." Darcy said, pretending to be surprised and picked up the photo on the table. She asked, "Faith, are these all the photos from yesterday's celebration?"
"Well, yes! The company sent someone to take photos as a souvenir, but Mr. Gray said that he would select some photos to put on the company's homepage."
"Oh!" Darcy nodded, and the corner of her eye quickly searched through these photos. She finally stayed on the fiery red skirt at the bottom and asked, "Faith, I didn't visit the scene in person yesterday, so can I see these photos? Would mind if I do?"
When Darcy said this, her words were sincere and kind. No one would think about her thinking other things and Faith was no exception. She replied, "Of course, you can have a good look! And you can give me some suggestions for reference."
Darcy lowered her head and smiled. Her eyes always locked on the corner of her clothes as her fingers moved slowly. She accurately pulled out a picture and said to her, "Faith, I think this picture is pretty good."
"Oh, isn't it?" Faith turned her head and looked at it. The photo showed Alena in a bright red dress standing next to Gray's father obediently and sweetly. With a bright smile, her eyes brightened, "This is the chairman and the president. Madam's group photo should be the most suitable!"
"Yes, very suitable." Darcy smiled casually while her eyes were falling on Alena's smile. How dazzling on the photo she looked like!
She chose a few more photos, including pictures of Gray's father alone and pictures of Waylon with the bosses of other companies. In short, there would be no less people who should appear.
"Okay, these should be almost the same but I don't know if Mr. Gray would be satisfied." Darcy took a step back and tilted her head. Looking at Faith, she said unintentionally.
The president was a famously cold-faced person. Although he had a handsome face, his personality revealed a sense of alienation from the inside out. The company mentioned him in awe or whatever they called him to be.
She did not know what bad things came to her mind. Faith's originally happy mood suddenly became a little nervous. She looked at Darcy and rolled her eyes, "Darcy, I heard that the special assistant has a good relationship with you. Can you send these there for me?"
Under the bright light, Darcy raised the corners of her mouth little by little and her red lips lifted slightly, "Sure, why not?"
Darcy held a stack of photos and went outside Waylon's office. She knocked on the door.
Waylon's voice was like that of a cold winter snow. It was falling into her ears one after another as he said, "Come in."
Darcy sorted out her professional attire and walked in with a smile, "Mr. Gray, these are the photos taken at the anniversary celebration. Please take a look at them before we upload them in the homepage."
Hearing this, Waylon's actions were paused. He arrived late yesterday. In addition, Amanda was allergic and was absent without knowing what happened yesterday.
"Bring them here." He put down the expensive pen in his hand and leaned back lazily on the soft chair, even with casual and sloppy movements.
Darcy looked at him with bright eyes and handed over the photo respectfully, "If there is any dissatisfaction with you about the selected photos, Mr. Gray, we can select some of the others."
Waylon reached out and took it, "No, I'll take a look first."
"Okay." Darcy replied in a low voice. She was standing aside with her hands hanging down and her eyes were only falling on Waylon's well-knotted palm.
'Look now and you would see the truth soon!' Darcy thought to herself.
That picture of Alena and his father was caught in the fourth picture by Darcy and Waylon quickly turned to that picture. His slender fingers froze suddenly and Waylon looked at the group photo in shock and he was frowning while looking at it. He could not be more familiar with the two people in the photo but how could Alena stand with the old man? Moreover, Alena's red dress. Was it not what Amanda wore yesterday? Being in the same place, at the same time, and also knowing Father Gray, this had already explained everything. Alena was Amanda!
Feeling the sudden coldness of the surrounding air, Darcy raised the corners of her mouth with satisfaction. This was the result she wanted to see.
Waylon clenched his fists as he pinched the photo in his palm and glanced at Darcy who was standing aside. With a sullen face, he asked her, "Where is Alena?"
Everything had been anticipated, so Darcy replied unhurriedly, "Well, Alena should be at home. Is there anything going on with Mr. Gray looking for her?"
Waylon's face was ugly to the extreme. His blue veins loomed on his forehead and his voice was cold like ice. He was almost squeezing a word from between his teeth as he said, "Give me her house number."
Darcy said it cooperatively and then pretended not to know anything as she asked, "Is there anything urgent to tackle with her, Mr. Gray?"
The answer to her was the figure of the man resolutely leaving. Waylon stood up fiercely, the anger emanating from his body seemed to be able to burn everything. She slammed the door and left immediately.
There seemed to be a fire in his heart eroding his reason and he had to find Alena to ask all this clearly.
Darcy, who was thrown down, did not care. She just stretched out her hand and fiddled with her hair slowly. Her mouth deepened with a smile. The good show was yet to come!
The silver Lamborghini drew a flowing shadow under the scorching sun. Waylon's expression was tense and his angular face was cold and scary. With one foot on the accelerator, he ran through several red lights in a row, and the wind caused by the excessive speed caused the pedestrians to look at him.
The car finally stopped outside the apartment. Waylon slammed the door and walked in while dialing Alena's number.
Alena was sitting in front of the dressing table while picking up the medicine tube and was preparing to apply it to her face. The sudden cell phone ringing interrupted her movements. She took out her mobile phone and found that it was Waylon calling her.
She immediately answered the phone and said "Hey, Waylon-"
Alena only said two words and was interrupted by the man indifferently, "I want to see you. Now."
Waylon narrowed his cold eyes and walked into the elevator quickly.
Alena was stunned for a moment. She was sensitively aware that Waylon's tone was a bit wrong and cautiously said, "Didn't I say it yesterday? We will meet again after three days. I just happened to have a new inspiration for a certain design and it is so inconvenient to go out and meet you now. Can you not wait for me for three days obediently?"