Chapter 204
Feeling Waylon's sight, Darcy's hand holding the plastic bag shook, but she still tried to keep a natural smile. "Assistant Bill, did the boss eat already?"
Bill did not know what to say.
"I have eaten." A cold voice interrupted Bill's words. Waylon stood up from the sofa and stretched out his hands to sort out the folds on his clothes. He strolled towards the desk.
He did not want Darcy to be the center of their company's rumors. It would affect her work and life. The best way was to alienate Darcy.
He would just take care of her in secret.
Bill was taken aback and suddenly understood Waylon's good intentions. He followed the words and said, "Mr. Gray has eaten, thank you, Miss Darcy, for your kindness."
"Really?" Darcy looked a bit embarrassed, and her fingers turned white because of the force she was exerting on her hand.
She was not a fool. Bill reacted so bluntly, and it was evident that he was lying on behalf of Waylon.
And before she came, she had already inquired about everything. Waylon hadn't been out of the conference room for less than 10 minutes. How could he eat?
Was the reason why he said this was because he didn't want to eat the food she bought for him?
Darcy felt very angry. To conceal her embarrassment and anger, she hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to be respectful, and said, "I am sorry for being reckless. I will leave now and won't disturb Mr. Gray's work."
As she spoke, she looked up at Waylon's reaction.
However, the man behind the desk was still holding a document and was looking at it seriously. He didn't even glance at her.
Darcy gritted her teeth and turned away bitterly in the eyes of Bill.
The door of the office was closed again, and Bill walked back now near Waylon's desk.
Waylon didn't look at him. "Aren't you going to order a meal?"
Bill was dumbfounded.
He ignored the food Darcy brought for her sake. A lot of her colleagues would gossip around her if she were to continue being close to him.
Waylon had to be careful.
Darcy didn't know Waylon's good intentions, so she left the office in anger.
Waylon's behavior was undoubtedly telling everyone that Darcy had no common sense!
"Damn it!" Darcy looked grim. She threw all the food in her hand into the trash can and cursed fiercely, "Waylon, don't you look down on me like that!"
She gave a cold snort, her eyes filled with uncontrollable jealousy and anger.
Initially, she thought because Alena and Waylon quarreled again, it was now her opportunity. She deliberately inquired about Waylon's favorite food and prepared the meals carefully. She wanted him to end the meeting and let him eat as soon as possible.
But Waylon didn't appreciate it at all! It was like a slap in the face!
As she thought of this, Darcy became angrier.
She kicked the trash can hard.
After Darcy finished venting, she gradually regained her sanity.
It seemed like even if Waylon knew that she had saved his life, it was nothing more than that. That was not enough for her.
"No, I must think of another way!" Darcy said coldly. Countless thoughts flashed in her mind, and finally, she smiled coldly and left the Emperor Group.
She had limited power alone and couldn't shake a man like Waylon. Of course, she must seek Yves's help at this critical time. She feels that Yves's abilities were even more unfathomable than what she had seen now.
When Darcy found Yves, he was in a high-end clubhouse.
Yves leaned over to play Billiards, and the white ball drove several other balls with numbers into the hole one by one.
Darcy strode over and threw the bag she was carrying on the sofa aside. "Are you still in the mood to play here?"
"Who provoked you again?" Yves chuckled. His movements were still not rushed, but under his offensive, no small ball could escape the fate of falling into the net.
There was another crisp impact with a snap, and the red ball hit the table net in front of Darcy.
Darcy didn't understand this game, and she was not in the mood to appreciate his performance. She had her arms around her chest as she said, "As you said, Waylon is still not that close to me. Although our relationship looks good, it has no other meaning."
When she said this, she was depressed, and she looked terrified with gritted teeth.
Compared with her anger and dissatisfaction, Yves appeared a lot calmer and smiled mockingly. "I told you a long time ago, but you won't believe me."
His flirty attitude made Darcy even more dissatisfied. She put her hands on the table, and her eyes were cold and sinister as she looked at him. "Okay, I believe you now. Can you give me a solution to my problem?"
Yves was indifferent, and he scored another goal into the hole.
Darcy stared at him angrily, "Don't forget that we are now in the same boat. If I can't get what I want, I'm afraid your goal will not be achieved. "
When she spoke, the white ball suddenly deviated from the original track and slid to the side crookedly. Yves missed for the first time.
He put the cue on the ground, and that made a crisp sound. "Darcy, why are you still not behave? What benefit can you get from threatening me?"
His eyes were too sharp, and Darcy's confidence gradually got lost. "Am I wrong? Do you want to remain out of the scene?"
Yves sneered and threw the cue to Perion behind him. He took the handkerchief from the waiter on the side and wiped his palms slowly. Then he said unhurriedly, "You said I was going to stay out of the scene? Huh?"
The last word was laced with deep displeasure.
Darcy knew that she had overstepped his boundaries. She didn't dare to provoke the mysterious man in front of her anymore. She softened her tone and said, "Well, what do you think should be done now? Waylon seems to ignore the so-called life-saving grace at all."
She looked at Yves anxiously. It was as if she was looking at her last hope.
Under Darcy's gaze, Yves shook his head with a laugh and looked disagreeable.