Chapter 152
With countless questions circling in her mind, Darcy took a step back. Vigilantly, she then looked at him in the eyes and asked directly. "What are you doing? Why did you bring me here?"
Yves had a full view of her small movements, making him smile indifferently. He put the goblet in his hand on the table aside and walked over casually. "Darcy, are you planning to go to Waylon and tell him you were the one who saved him five years ago?"
If Darcy was surprised at Yves for bringing herself here before, then she is already afraid of him now. She looked at him in horror as her face full of disbelief while being drenched in sweat. Aghast, she couldn't help asking. "How did you know this?"
'How could he guess all the words in my heart?!'
Only she knew this idea. So how did Yves become aware?
A low smile overflowed from his throat, and Yves leaned over to help her up. "You don't need to be so nervous, the onlookers are clear, I will know it is not surprising."
Holding by his hands, Darcy looked at the man close at hand with a smile like a devil. At this moment, she knew that she's in a disadvantageous position in this situation.
In her impression, Yves has always been a gentleman. Decent, humorous, a white knight, and wealthy family's prince. Compared with the gloomy and dangerous demeanor he's emitting at the moment, Yves is nothing like the person he used to be.
Shuddering unconsciously, she then realized how unfathomable the man standing in front of her is. When looking at him again, she couldn't help but fear him that she hadn't even done in her life.
"What then? Even if you know, what do you want?"
The worst result is nothing more than Yves telling Waylon all the truth, making her plan fall to nothing. Anyway, she hasn't spoken yet and just pretended not to know.
As if seeing the thoughts in her heart, Yves's lips were plastered with a smirk. "Don't worry, I am not here to harm you. Not only will I not tell Waylon but I will help you achieve what you want."
There seemed to be a kind of magic in his deliberately lowered voice, making Darcy tempted uncontrollably.
However, she wasn't dazzled by this sudden help since she knew that he'll do it in exchange for something. She looked at him while staying on guard and vigilant, tentatively asking. "Will you help me? If I remember correctly, you and Alena have a better relationship than me so how could offer help to me?"
Yves is enamored of Alena and the two people had a lot of contacts afterward. Besides, they could be regarded as close friends. No matter from which point of view, Yves seemed to have a reason to stand on her side. Moreover, he isn't easy to fool.
Darcy and he have only met time four times in total so why would he help her?
'What does he want to gain from helping me?'
"There is no absolute thing in the world. How do you know that what you see with your eyes must be the truth?" Yves pointed out straightforwardly. "Perhaps, you naively think that as long as you come to the door with this ring now, Waylon will take into account the life-saving grace of that year and take care of you in every way. However, that is only superficial care. It is impossible to get him the love and attention you desire."
Darcy's little secret hidden deep in her heart was revealed, making her uncomfortable for a moment. Soon after, the qualms in her heart that she felt were blown away by the deep meaning of his words.
Raising her eyebrows questioningly, she then looked more serious than ever. "What on earth are you trying to say?"
This involved Waylon and she had to be serious and cautious.
Yves shrugged indifferently, turned around, and sat down on the sofa. Finding a comfortable posture, he arched his eyebrows and looked at her. "I think you know what I'm trying to say. Waylon is a person of love and righteousness. Just because you have a ring and tells that you are the one he's looking for doesn't mean that he can thrash Alena and discard what they have. He developed feelings for Alena and can even forgive her mother for the mistakes she made, If you go to his door at this time, it won't make much difference because he already has Alena. If you think deeply, he will at most just give you a little money or a career may offset your so-called life-saving grace."
Darcy didn't speak because she knew what Yves said was reasonable.
After her impulse caused by the initial excitement disappeared, Darcy gradually calmed down. At the same time, she realized how ridiculous the idea of wanting to rely on the thought that she saved him to keep Waylon by her side. Her plan was disrupted and she became ridiculed.
Besides, Yves said that he'll help her. No matter what Yves's purpose is, as long as she can achieve what she wants, she will not hesitate to agree.
So, she couldn't help asking. "Then what should I do?"
Darcy took the initiative to speak just like in Yves's expectation. He evoked a wicked smile and his dark eyes surged with determination and fierceness.
"If you badly want to get Waylon, there is only one way." He slowly stood up and looked down at Darcy who was full of confusion and said word by word. "Get rid of her."
At the same time, there was muffled thunder blasting outside the window and Darcy's expression suddenly became serious.
'Get rid of her? Yes, I must get rid of Alena.'
Yves squinted his eyes and the fierceness hidden in it seemed to be evoking from hell. "Why? Aren't you willing? Only by getting rid of her, you can truly have Waylon. Don't you want to stand beside him and be his only woman?"
There seemed to be invisible whirlpools in those dark eyes which made people just need to look at them and couldn't help but indulge in that abyss.
Darcy seemed to be able to visualize a scene when Alena disappeared. She, who had saved Waylon's life, will become the only woman besides him. Since then, their love will flourish and transcend.
Darcy's eyes suddenly appeared with a glimmer of cruelty. "You are right, only when Alena disappears will I'll get what I want!"
'Whoever blocks my way, she will be eliminated!'
She stood up slowly, tidied up her messy dresses, and composed herself to be calm. "Although what you said is right, how can I know that you are lying to me? Don't say you hate Alena too. That is utter nonsense. You saved her life, so why did you turn sides to help me?"
"You don't need to know so much." Yves closed his eyes indifferently, concealing all his emotions. "You only need to know a little and I'm here to help you achieve what you want."
The two looked at each other and no one asked or explained anymore. In this silent confrontation, Darcy spoke first. "Okay, I'll believe you this time."
Regardless of whether what he said is true or not, there is no loss to her. She has no way to go and there is no other way but to believe in Yves.
If it is true, it is better! For Waylon, whatever the price she needs to pay is worth it in the end.
"I like you a smart lady like you." Content5edly sighing, Yves smiled and stretched out a hand to her as if offering a handshake. "Then, I wish us happy cooperation in advance."