Chapter 77 I Will Have You By My Side
Yves's expression dimmed suddenly, and he said, "Since my parents divorced, I have separated from my sister and my mother. My sister and I have not been in contact for more than ten years. Sorry, I don't have a picture of her."
Alena looked at Yves in surprise. She did not expect that Yves had a sister who had been separated from him for so many years.
"I'm sorry, I don't know." She said a little apologetically.
If she knew it, she wouldn't look for any photos.
"It's okay. It's not your fault." Yves shook his head and said with a grim face, "My sister's birthday is coming soon. I am giving her a birthday gift every year, but I am just keeping it since I haven't seen her yet. I will find her and give it all to her. In this way, my sister will know that there is someone who wanted to spend her birthday with her every year."
Unexpectedly, Yves's thoughts were so emotional, and Alena was also moved.
She was an only child and had never been loved by a brother or sister. She was alone.
"I think your sister will understand your intentions."
Yves smiled, "That's why I came to trouble you specifically."
An older brother who loved his sister so much, Alena certainly would not refuse his request.
Also, Yves rescued her.
"Thank you for your trust. I will try my best!"
The two looked at each other and smiled silently.
Once Alena entered work, she would become very serious. She took out her notebook and opened it. She said, "To design a more satisfactory work, Mr. Kelly. Can you tell me something about your sister?"
Yves replied, "After so many years of separation, there are some things I can't remember."
Alena smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, just say whatever you remember."
Later, Yves told Alena the date of his sister's birth.
When Alena heard this, she paused with the pen in her hand and looked up at Yves.
What a coincidence?
When he caught the surprise that flashed through her eyes, Yves smiled more gently, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"No." Alena shook her head, "It's just a coincidence that your sister and I were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day."
If she were not sure that her parents had only one child, Alena would think that she may be the sister Yves was looking for.
But how would that be possible?
It seemed to be just a coincidence.
"Really?" Yves, who was sitting opposite, raised his eyebrows. A trace of doubt passed in his eyes, "That is indeed a coincidence."
Alena smiled, "In this case, we can use your sister's constellation to design a necklace for her. What do you think?"
Yves looked at her quietly for a few seconds, and he smiled at her, "I think she will like what you designed."
"Okay, then I will prepare the design drawing first, and I will show it to you when the drawing comes out."
The two chatted again. Alena, as a designer, explained her design philosophy with due diligence. Yves seemed to be particularly interested in what she was saying and did not put forward any comments or additional requirements.
When Yves was about to leave, he intimately instructed her, "Although work is important, you should also pay attention to rest. Don't be too tired. Otherwise, I will let Waylon know."
"Okay." Alena's smile froze. She didn't know how to answer him. She could only say in embarrassment, "Well, I have other jobs so that I won't send you off. Be careful on the way."
After she spoke, she hugged the notebook to her chest and left.
Yves stood on the spot until her back disappeared. Then he faintly retracted his gaze.
Alena returned to her desk and heard the sound of her phone that was vibrating as soon as she sat down. She took it out and saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls.
She did not know who called her because she did not know the number that called her.
She was about to go back when she suddenly thought of something and stopped.
Not many people knew her number at all except for a few people. How could a stranger call her?
She felt afraid.
When she was about to call back, she suddenly received a text message.
She opened it and saw that the content of the text message was rampant and unjust, "Little fairy, answer the phone."
She knew that this text message was Waylon's style.
And the only person who would call her little fairy was only Waylon.
While she was reading the text message, Waylon's call came in again. It was as if he would not give up unless she answered.
What a headache.
Alena deleted the text message immediately. She also pulled the unknown number into the blacklist.
It was not that she did not dare to fight against Waylon.
But she knew very well that if she didn't get out of their relationship early, she would be more sorry for her life.
What kind of woman would refuse Waylon? But she knew that his fascination towards her was only for a short time, and when he grew tired of her, all that would be left was indifference.
Alena knew him better than anyone else.
He was relentless and ruthless like a sharp blade. He would pierce her heart fiercely!
At the Emperor Group, President's Office, the vast office was deadly silent. Bill stood a few steps away with his head down, he took a peek at the man who was sitting behind the desk, and he shivered.
The rhythmic percussion sound of the call being dropped suddenly sounded and Waylon gently tapped the tabletop with his slender index finger.
The anger surging in his black eyes merged with the gloomy sky outside the window, and his aura became more fierce.
Bill said in a frightened voice, "President, do I need to go there in person and invite Miss Alena over for you?"
His sharp gaze suddenly swept towards Bill, and Waylon said coldly, "Shut up."
If Waylon were willing to do that, he would have done it a long time ago.
Bill knew that he had said the wrong thing, his head dropped lower, and his attitude became more respectful.
Waylon rubbed his eyebrows irritably, "You go down first."
Bill hesitated to speak, and after a few moments, he replied in a low voice and quickly retreated.
The silence returned to the office. Waylon took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.
The few rising clouds of smoke blurred his vision.
"Alena." He murmured, and his commanding words seemed to announce to the world, "I will have you by my side."