Chapter 254
After all, I had been a sister for many years. I did wrong which made her mad. Alena Wright was also a little embarrassed. After thinking about it she nodded and said. "All right."
"Well, wait for me, I also want to wear a mask." Darcy Harrington smiled that her eyes narrowed. She turned her back to find the mask prepared in advance.
The moment she turned around, all the smiles on her face converged. There was a sneer on her mouth that could be seen even behind her mask.
An hour ago, she received a call from Yves Kelly.
He said on the phone that everything had. been arranged. Yves Kelly contacted the person in charge of the hotel to plan a grand masquerade party. All the guests would attend and her task was to take Alena Wright to the event.
Thinking of the plans that Yves Kelly said, Darcy Harrington's eyes shined most excitedly. Everything would be a foregone conclusion after tonight.
"Okay, let's go." Darcy Harrington wore a golden peacock mask and took the initiative to hold Alena Wright's arm and the two left one after another.
At this moment, in the magnificent lobby of the hotel, the masquerade party had officially begun.
Men and women wearing various masks were mixed in the hall. No one could see each other's true faces behind their masks.
It was precise because of this layer of occlusion that those who usually look well-dressed had completely released and let go of their instincts. On the temporary dance floor, there were many enchanting women and men dancing close to each other. The atmosphere had reached its climax.
Alena Wright didn't adapt to this environment. She frowned and said to Darcy Harrington beside her. "Should we go back? It's too noisy here."
The music was too loud and the deafening rhythm covered her voice. Darcy Harrington yelled at her. "What did you say? I can't hear you."
Alena Wright was a little anxious and pointed in the direction of the stairs.
Darcy Harrington heard her clearly this time. She ignored it at all and still pretending not to understand then pulled Alena Wright forward.
However, at this time, many people gradually gathered on the dance floor. Alena Wright and Darcy Harrington were knocked and forced to separate.
When Alena Wright stabilized her figure again, she could no longer see Darcy Harrington's figure. She looked left and right and started to panic. "Darcy? Where are you?"
Darcy Harrington was standing in a corner not far away. Her vicious eyes locked tightly to Alena Wright. She gave a cold snort from her nose.
"From now on, you can enjoy it, and enjoy the doomsday carnival I made for you." After saying this coldly, Darcy Harrington turned and walked in the other direction. She had more important things to do. Yves Kelly was still waiting for her.
At the same time, Alena Wright was gradually surrounded by turns. She tried to break through but she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The few men clung to her tightly. Alena Wright did not move at will.
On the other side, in the corner of the dance party, Waylon Gray stood up from the chair. "Drink first. I'll go to the bathroom."
"I'll wait for you." Yves Kelly raised the cup at him with a casual smile on his face.
Only after Waylon Gray turned and left. His smile disappeared completely.
Yves Kelly took out a plastic bag from the pocket of his jacket. His eyes became gloomy for an instant.
'Waylon Gray, don't blame me. If you blame, you should not fall in love with Alena Wright and protect her.'
The white powder melted into the water then quickly disappeared without a trace and not even the slightest change.
After he finished all this, Waylon Gray also came back. Yves Kelly handed over the wine glass and said. "You see how lively here. It's better than you alone in the room and drinking boring wine."
Waylon Gray was noncommittal. He walked to the sofa and sat down and then took the wine glass.
The two touched each other. Waylon Gray raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing his movements, Yves Kelly slowly sneered with an imperceptible sneer.
As long as he drank this glass of wine, he couldn't escape tonight anyway.
The two chatted casually. Yves Kelly looked at Waylon Gray's expression with interest.
In fact, he was also very curious. How long could Waylon Gray survive this kind of thing? He was known for his self-control.
As time passed, Waylon Gray's calm eyes had subtle changes. The dryness and heat from the depths of his body made him feel a bit dry.
I couldn't help but take another sip of the wine in front of me. But the dry feeling still didn't subside for a long time. Even my eyes started to darken a little and things became hazy.
"Waylon, what's the matter with you?" Yves Kelly put a hand on his shoulder and shook him gently, but a trace of dark prey flashed through his narrow eyes.
Waylon Gray clearly felt that someone was talking to him. The haziness in front of him seemed to be separated by a layer of illusory sand which made him still indistinct.
Waylon Gray shook his head fiercely and his eyes were half-squinted. "My head hurts."
"Could it be that you are drinking too much? Do you want to go up and have a rest?" Yves Kelly said. He was secretly unlocking his mobile phone and dialing Darcy Harrington's number.
As early as when they decided to do it, they had already discussed it in advance. Once Yves Kelly gave her the go signal, it meant that the matter had been done. Darcy Harrington could be ready to appear at any time.
Waylon Gray was unaware of all this and stood up swaying. "Alright, then I will go back and rest first."
Of course, Yves Kelly would not object. After a few perfunctory exhorts, he watched Waylon Gray leave.
On the other side, Darcy Harrington received an update. She also walked out of the corner excitedly.
She knew that everything was done and the rest was up to her.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of this masquerade, Yves Kelly drugged Waylon Gray's drink. And then asked her to show up at the most suitable time and finally, cooked the raw rice to ripen rice in a natural way.
Thinking of the plan made by Yves Kelly, Darcy Harrington was so excited that she almost couldn't control it. In this way, whether Waylon Gray had feelings for her or not, she couldn't leave her behind.
Darcy Harrington swallowed her heart and immediately chased up from the crowd.
Waylon Gray was drugged. His steps were not very steady and his speed was very slow. He stumbled alone and was soon caught up by Darcy Harrington who was overtaken by him.
"Mr. Waylon, what's the matter with you? Where are you going?" She deliberately leaned on Waylon Gray with her hands provoking his chest. Her eyes and eyebrows were unconcealable amorous feelings.
The strong smell of perfume came from the tip of the woman's nose. Waylon Gray looked at her suspiciously. "Who are you?"
Hearing this, Darcy Harrington smiled more charmingly. She waved her own big curled hair waves.