Chapter 282
And as she entered the workplace, Alena Wright became more aware of the importance of independence.
No one likes a moth that would always only adhere to himself. Even if the love was vigorous at the time and it did not count everything, but when this love gradually fades, it would eventually be nothing but a mirror image.
Only when a person had her own business and her own independent life circle, under such circumstances, even if she was abandoned by the other half, she still had her own life to continue.
At the moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open and the waiter pushed a cart and walked over. "Miss, this is your wine."
Darcy Harrington glanced casually and there was a full collection of six bottles of red wine on the cart. She nodded with satisfaction. "You can go for now. I will call you if you need it."
"Okay," the waiter retreated and the room door was closed again.
Darcy Harrington personally opened a bottle of wine. She took out a goblet, poured a full glass and handed it to Alena Wright. "Come on. Let us have a toast for our independence today!"
She knew where Alena Wright's weakness lies and she knew how to effectively resonate with Alena Wright.
Sure enough, the next second, Alena Wright stretched out her hand to take it. She smiled and nodded. "Okay, let us be strong and cheers for our independence!"
She was so proud of what she said. Only to feel a rush of heat rushing through her chest after sipping some wine.
In any case, Alena Wright today could be regarded as saying goodbye to her past life.
In that sad marriage, she had been a housewife for three years. Every day she thought about how she could please Waylon Gray and the rest was guarding the huge villa.
Alena Wright's heart was not empty and even felt that she was going to be unable to hold on any longer.
However, when she decided to abandon everything and start her own life again, she really realized that the world had never abandoned her.
She also had her own value, her own dreams and what she wanted to do. It was enough for her.
The cups of the two people celebrating independence touched lightly in the air, making a clear sound.
Darcy Harrington looked at Alena Wright with satisfaction as she raised her head and took a sip of the wine. A sinister light flashed in Darcy Harrington's narrow eyes. 'Alena Wright, don't blame me. This all you asked for,' she thought.
Darcy Harrington smiled more charmingly and she filled Alena Wright again with great diligence. She had always been able to speak well and Alena Wright was indeed a little happy at the moment. Under Darcy Harrington's intentional or unintentional provocation, she actually drank a lot of wine.
Even at the end, without Darcy Harrington racking his brains to make excuses, Alena Wright herself would take the cup and drink it.
As she drank more and more, Alena Wright's face became redder and her consciousness gradually became a little chaotic and her eyes were hazy.
Alena Wright couldn't help but burped. She shook her body from side to side and stammered. "Darcy Harrington, where are you?"
Darcy Harrington sat opposite her. She watched the scene coldly and the sarcasm on her face became stronger.
A second before Alena Wright was about to pounce, Darcy Harrington picked up the cup. She stood up and said to Alena Wright, "Come on, Alena. Let me offer you one last cup, just as –"
She twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly and said silently in her heart, "Just take it, I will see you off."
Without waiting for the second half of her sentence, Alena Wright didn't care. She raised her head and smiled in a silly way. "Okay, for our friendship, cheers!"
While she was talking, she slammed the wine glass forward and most of the red wine in the glass spilled out.
At that time, Darcy Harrington didn't care anyway. Alena Wright was already so drunk that I didn't even know what she was talking about. It didn't matter more or less.
With this glass of wine in her throat, Alena Wright only saw was black in front of her eyes. Her body tilted to the side and she fell on the soft sofa.
Darcy Harrington looked at her coldly, until Alena Wright didn't move anymore, only then did she walk over carefully.
"Alena Wright, are you okay?" she pretended to care. She stretched out her hand and pushed Alena Wright's arm but got a vague mutter. Obviously, she had completely lost her mind.
Darcy Harrington wanted this effect and immediately grabbed her mobile phone she put aside and walked out. She couldn't help but glance back at the moment she was about to leave the house.
On the sofa, Alena Wright was still lying there unconscious.
After today, she would see what her face was arrogant in front of her.
She cursed silently in her mind. Darcy Harrington no longer hesitated and immediately opened the door and walked out.
In the toilet cubicle, Darcy Harrington dialed a phone call.
While waiting to be answered, Darcy Harrington couldn't help to be proud of her plan.
Long before she planned to take action on Alena Wright, she had already identified a candidate for the rogue. He was not only a successful gangster, but also an addict who liked to take drugs.
The most important point was that this person was a native of City A and he would never be found after the incident.
The call was quickly connected and Darcy Harrington said quickly, "I have already arranged it here. You come over to me immediately."
If according to the original plan, at this time Tristan Holton should have made it clear without hesitation.
But Darcy Harrington waited for several seconds and didn't wait for an answer. She frowned impatiently and her voice rose a little. "Hello? I'm talking to you. Did you hear me?"
Probably because her tone was too unpleasant, the person on the other end of the phone finally reacted, but when he spoke, he yelled.
"You're fucking crazy! Give me another curse!"
Darcy Harrington's eyes widened in surprise and for a moment she thought that she had made the wrong call.
She reconfirmed that it was indeed the person who she had contacted beforehand. After she thought about it carefully, the voice was exactly the same. So, how could it be this attitude?
Before she thought about it, the person on the other end of the phone said intermittently, "Little girl, I want the man to come and find you. Why don't you come to see the man? Don't worry. He will definitely satisfy you," he laughed
A long string of lascivious laughter followed, which made Darcy Harrington black.
However, she finally noticed a clue from the other party's abnormal attitude. This guy was mostly taking drugs again, so she had the current reaction.
She squinted. Darcy Harrington suddenly had a nasty thought.
One was a drug addict and the other was a beautiful girl who was so drunk. If these two people were alone and were locked in a wing, they would definitely be smashed by the sky and they would be out of control.