Chapter 187
Alena patiently comforted Darcy for a long time before she got up and said to her, "Don't think about this matter. Take a good rest at home instead. I will pick you up when I am done working."
"Hmm..." Darcy looked at Alena and said, "Alena, please be as fast as possible. I'm afraid, he will come back."
"Don't worry, I know." Alena nodded and agreed.
When Alena came out of the apartment, she seemed to hold a worry in her heart. She couldn't tell what her feeling was all about, but Alena was not feeling happy at all.
'Why are women so weak?' Such was a thought of Alena upon leaving. 'Women are always vulnerable and defenseless. They are all inexplicably entangled by some disgusting people. It is really tormenting and traumatic to experience bad moments. Why are women so weak?'
In the quiet office of the president, Bill respectfully handed a stack of documents to Waylon. "President Gray, this is the information you asked me to check on."
Waylon took it casually, and Bill added, "I checked on the call records. On the day of the accident in the bar, Ms. Alena had picked up Ms. Darcy's call. When I calculated by time, incident happened after a call made by Ms. Darcy."
Waylon paused, and on his mind, there was a flash of memory about Alena, sobbing in tears. Waylon remembered Elena saying that she was innocent, that she was misunderstood, and that she was afraid. 'But what did she really do?' Such was the thought of Waylon.
Thinking of Alena squatting at the door in the middle of the night, Waylon felt a tingling pain in his heart, and there was an indescribable depression. He closed the folder abruptly; his expression became gloomy. He said to Bill, "Have you found these people? I want you to figure out what's going on."
"I haven't found anyone yet. I asked the bar owner. It seems that Miss Darcy met a group of people in that place. As for what exactly happened before, the bar owner has no clear idea. It seemed that there was another blind spot for surveillance. The monitoring records can't be found either." Bill replied.
Bill's words made Waylon's heart sink. He has been in the company for so long, and he has never seen any conspiracy like this. Waylon was not a soft-hearted person, he surely will do everything to figure all things out.
Receiving phone call, going out temporarily, being entangled, monitoring blind spots, these scenes are connected at each other. Waylon could not think of anything expect the conspiracy. Darcy even participated on it. Waylon could hardly imagine why Alena seemed to be involved in this conspiracy.
Waylon would like to know what was really happening. If Alena is in danger, he would do everything to keep her safe.
Waylon squinted his eyes and asked Bill, "What about this man? How's the investigation going?"
When this question was asked, Bill obviously coughed.
Waylon raised his eyes and looked at Bill, his eyes calmed but revealed the mysterious man's authority.
"It's like this..." Bill said, "The name of this man is Kevin Baker. He is a friend of Miss Darcy. He fell in love with Miss Alena at first sight. Kevin mistakenly thought that Miss Alena was single, so he started the pursuit." Bill quickly added, "But I have made it clear to Kevin, and he promised not pester Ms. Alena again. I can assure you of that."
Waylon squinted his eyes and stared at him, "Are you worried that I might do something?"
Bill was not able to say something in reply, but he looked so afraid. He knew that Waylon would not let this thing pass, but he dared not to say anything.
"No. I passed." He bowed his head respectfully. After receiving Waylon's signal, he walked out quickly.
Recently, the rain has been continuously pouring down for several days. When Waylon returned to the villa, the rain had not stopped.
He raised his head and glanced at the direction of the bedroom, Alena's room was closed, she probably hasn't returned yet. But Waylon hesitated for a moment, so Waylon walked around and went to study room.
Apparently, Waylon heard a rush of footsteps downstairs. Waylon did not know who was coming.
A few moments later Waylon realized that it might be Alena walking to the balcony. Waylon found a way to check who it could be. He found out that Alena was rushing under to the attic since it was raining.
Waylon frowned. He was somewhat displeased for not bringing an umbrella upon going out.
Waylon was about to go out, but suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the second floor. Waylon stopped moving. After a while he walked back to the sofa and sat down.
After a while, someone passed by the door the study room. It was Alena. She knocked gently on the door, "Waylon, are you there?"
The lights were not turned on in the study room. If she hadn't seen Waylon's car in the yard, she would even think Waylon hadn't come back yet.
After a few seconds of silence, Waylon spoke inside the room "Yeah."
A simple word made Alena feel sorry. She immediately asked, "Can I go in?"
After a few seconds of silence, Waylon said replied, "Yes, please come in."
After getting approval, Alena walked in and turned on the light.
Waylon was sitting on the sofa with his eyebrows raised. He appeared to be so dignified at that moment.
When their eyes have met, Alena quickly said, "Waylon, I have something very important to tell you, I hope you can help me..."
Before Alena finished her words, he was interrupted by the Waylon himself, "Give me a reason."
"Huh?" Alena blinked in confusion but did not react for a while.
Waylon sneered, and put his arms around his chest, "Give me a reason to help you."
Alena held his chin high. Alena thought that Waylon was still angry. His eyes seemed to be suspecting people.
Waylon clearly thought that Alena was still very resistant to his touch at the moment.
Alena was taken aback when asked, her face appeared to be embarrassed. She resisted Waylon's touch.
Suddenly Alena felt that she had no position, she was not qualified to ask Waylon to help her.
However, Alena gained her confidence as she thought of Darcy. Alena suddenly cried bitterly, gritted her teeth and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"
Alena's perseverance was a little surprising to Waylon. After staring at her quietly for a few seconds, Waylon suddenly smiled and said, "Please, please let me touch you. If I am satisfied, I will help you."
"What did you say?" Alena thought that she had heard it wrong, so she asked Waylon to repeat his words.
"Why? I am not willing to repeat my words." Waylon adjusted his posture. He lied comfortably on the sofa. He rested his back arrogantly and lazily.
Alena bit her lips tightly, it was so hard that she even cried unconsciously. She reluctantly said, "Can you please help me?"
Waylon seemed to be asking Alena to throw her self-esteem on the ground and step on it repeatedly. He did not think that Alena could do such a thing.
Alena seemed to be so broken with Waylons' request.