Chapter 76 Threat Made By Waylon
No way!
She couldn't let him know.
She turned her back to Waylon and said, "What kind of peace charm? I haven't seen it."
As he looked at the woman who was trying to avoid him, Waylon's face grew darker.
Why was she avoiding him? He just touched her shoulder!
Waylon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was able to tell that something unusual happened, "Amanda, don't you usually want to get close to me?"
Alena's heart trembled. Only then did she realize that what she had just done was wrong, and she hurriedly said, "I. I'm taking off my make-up."
She lowered her head and drew her hair shyly, "Women don't look good without make-up, of course, I don't want you to see-"
"Really?" Waylon narrowed his eyes. He was somewhat suspicious.
"Of course-" Alena squeezed her fist and forced herself to remain calm, "Didn't you just dislike my make-up? So I want to re-do my make-up for you. Then, we will have a meal together and watch a movie, in the evening-"
"Shut up!" Waylon became angry when he heard her and interrupted Alena's words. He said, "You're ugly no matter what."
Alena was speechless
She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it correctly.
Waylon glanced around, and the ubiquitous smell of cosmetics made him frown, "Amanda, if you are smart enough, return the peace charm to me. Otherwise, I think you know better than me."
It was a threat again!
What else could this man do aside from threatening her?
Alena gritted her teeth angrily, but she had to make her voice sound calm and natural, "I didn't see the peace charm. Did it fall somewhere else? It's the 21st century. Why will I want your peace charm?"
She deliberately put on a tone of disdain, which irritated the man behind her.
Waylon sneered coldly and looked down on this arrogant woman whose backside was facing him.
When she realized that Waylon still had doubts, Alena gritted her teeth and said, "Is this peace charm significant to you? Wait for me, and I will go with you after putting on make-up."
She offered to accompany him because, according to Waylon's previous attitude towards her, he would avoid being with her.
Sure enough, as soon as she said those words, Waylon gave her a stern look.
His patience had been exhausted, he wasted too much time on this woman that day, and there was no need for him to continue spending time with her.
He pursed his lips, and Waylon looked at Alena's back, "Amanda, you better ensure that you didn't lie to me. If I discover that you took the peace symbol, don't blame me for what I will do to you."
His aura was too strong, and everyone present was also. Even the infatuation in the eyes of the shopping guide turned into shock and nervousness.
Alena took a sigh of relief all the time. She didn't dare to say another word for fear of accidentally angering the man's nerves.
It wasn't until she heard the footsteps of the man walking away from her that she felt so relieved. She staggered and almost fell.
Darcy came back after she settled the bill. Her eyes were quick, and she supported Alena quickly. She asked worriedly, "Alena, what's wrong with you?"
Alena was afraid that Waylon would go back again, so she said quickly, "I'm a little uncomfortable. Let's go home first."
Darcy saw that Alena was not okay, so she immediately helped Alena, and they started to leave.
Darcy looked back frequently. When she returned from the cashier, she saw the back of the man with Alena earlier.
It was just that the back figure looked like-
No!
Not possible!
It should be impossible! How could Alena have anything to do with that person?
As soon as they returned to the apartment, Alena and Darcy were so hungry that they ordered a takeaway immediately.
The takeaway arrived soon.
After the two had eaten, Darcy went straight into her bedroom.
Alena also returned to the room and took out the wedding ring in her bag. She then took a jewelry box from the make-up cabinet on her side.
She opened the box, and she saw the priceless sapphire ring that was lying quietly in the black velvet gift box.
Her actions today should have cleared his suspicion temporarily. As long as she would no longer contact Waylon in the future, she should be safe.
Hopefully, from then on, Waylon won't bother her again.
The next day, as soon as Alena entered the company, she was notified by the new manager that a client wanted to see her. She was informed that the client was waiting in the receiving room.
Although some high-end jewelry designers would attract many customers to specify designs after becoming famous, she was a little surprised. Some clients would even make appointments in advance.
But it hadn't been long since she became a designer, and the jewelry designed by her had not been officially sold. Why did that client want to meet her?
Alena came to the living room with a trace of doubt. She opened the door and walked in. A tall figure was standing quietly in front of the window, and the light of the dawn enveloped him. The whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of gentleness.
Alena showed a standardized smile and said politely, "Hello, I am Alena."
The man slowly turned around, "Hey, it's nice seeing you again."
Alena was taken aback for a moment, and then she smiled in surprise, "Mr. Yves, why are you here?"
Although Yves Kelly and Waylon were friends, she had a good impression of Yves. At least he was not as overbearing and authoritarian as Waylon.
Yves walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked at her with a smile, "Why am I not allowed here?"
Alena also walked over to sit down, and she waved her hand, "I didn't mean that. I was just a little surprised."
Yves smiled at her, "I heard Waylon say that you are an excellent jewelry designer, and the jewelry you design is fascinating and unique, unlike the rigid things on the market."
If this kind of praise spreads out, she did not know how many people would be offended. Alena can't bear it, "I'm not that good! It hasn't been long since I entered this business, and my experience is still insufficient."
"I believe in Waylon's vision. I know very well how picky he is. His words are enough to make me convinced." Yves picked up the teacup on the side and gently sipped it. He said, "I came to you this time to ask you to design a necklace for me. I want to give it to my sister."
When she heard this, Alena nodded and asked, "Can you show me your sister's picture? So that I can help you design jewelry that is more suitable for her according to your sister's image and temperament."