Chapter 151
Once she got an affirmative answer, Darcy only felt that there was a rumbling in her mind, chaotic to say the least.
Alena nudged her shoulder and led her to the table. "I don't know, it's really strange."
Darcy is confused now and knows in herself that she must take care of this matter properly. She didn't tell Alena but answered in a low voice. "Alena, I twisted it just now and I feel a little uncomfortable. I'll just go to the bathroom first, okay? Let's talk later."
After speaking, she left in a hurry.
After arriving in the bathroom, Darcy turned on the faucet and poured a handful of cold water on her face. The refreshing coolness made her calm down a bit. She slowly raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror as droplets of water slid down her emaciated face and hit her arm holding the marble sink.
Darcy's eyes didn't have any focus as if lost in trance.
She knew that Alena had rescued a man and took care of that man for some time. But in the end, she didn't get any reward. Besides, the man left without saying goodbye making Alena depressed for a while.
She was very busy with her studies at the time, so she didn't care about it at all. Simply asking Alena lazily who the rescuer was, was just her response. The only thing that made her feel valuable was the ring that she felt special and took a liking to the first time she saw it. Later, she hid it secretly without telling Alena.
It now appears that the ring must have been left by Waylon and the person Alena rescued was also Waylon. Alena didn't even know that Waylon left her a ring back then.
Gathering up the pieces, Darcy assumed that he probably didn't know that the person who saved him five years ago was Alena. Otherwise, he would not have been married to Alena for three years but turned a blind eye to her and forced Alena to divorce.
Since Waylon didn't know that ring was with her now then she has the upper hand. Realizing this, Darcy closed her eyes and soon began to think. Slowly, an evil smile raised on her lips.
It seems that the fate between her and Waylon had been settled five years ago.
Otherwise, she would not like this ring so much back then, and she hid the ring with Alena behind her back.
Since Waylon left this ring behind, he must have been thinking about how to repay her since she saved his life. Thinking of this, Darcy became excited. Brimming with excitement and joy that almost couldn't be suppressed. She squinted her eyes and a calculation flashed in it.
She must find a way to let Waylon know that she is his lifesaver. Only in this way can she approach him faster!
Darcy was radiant, took the exported red lipstick from her bag to make up, and briskly returned to her seat.
Alena was looking down at the menu. When the corner of her eyes saw a shadow in front of her, she quickly asked in concern. "Darcy, are you all right?"
"I'm okay." Darcy now has nothing to think about eating with Alena. She has more important things to do, so she dismissively said to her. "I have something to do today so I have to leave first. The photo will wait for me to figure it out and I'll tell you what I think about it."
"Ah? Are you leaving now?" Alena also stood up. She wanted to stay but her friend wanted to leave. When she saw Darcy picking up her bag and swallowed back.
"Yes, I'm sorry. Let's talk later." Darcy waved her hand, turned around, and strode away.
After leaving the restaurant, the scorching sun remained but Darcy felt comfortable.
Darcy finally let go and the pride in her heart coupled with joy made her want to laugh. 'It turns out that after going around for so long, the real winner is still me.'
'As long as Waylon thinks that I am the one who saved him, then he will never get rid of me again. After all, how can he repay his life-saving grace such a great kindness? Will he agree to pay me with his body?' She doesn't want to think so much. In any way, this is an absolute good thing for her.
The immediate task at the moment is to find Waylon first and seize its opportunity. Everything else can be discussed later. Darcy was standing on the side of the road, about to stop a taxi to find Waylon but was grabbed by someone. "Miss Harrington."
Darcy looked back and saw three men in black suits lined up and looking at her quietly, exuding a well-trained aura. She froze for a moment and then frowned vigilantly. "Who are you? How do you know my name?"
The other party seemed to have not heard her and said in a barely audible volume. "Miss Harrington, our boss wants to see you."
The indifferent tone seemed unquestionable, making Darcy's suspicion became more intense. Struggling to get away from them, she then forcefully jerked their arms away. "Let go, I have something to do now! I have no time to see any man!"
The man in the black suit ignored Darcy as the force in his hand was even harder, pulling her to his side forcibly.
Darcy didn't have time to speak. The driver seemed to be afraid of causing trouble, stepped on the accelerator pedal to the bottom, and left.
"What do you want to do? Do you know that your behavior is considered to violate the law? I can sue you for this!" Anxious and baffled, she couldn't figure out who sent them so all that she could do is to deal with it patiently.
"I said that our boss wants to see you." The other party repeated these words, silently making her hush.
Darcy couldn't retreat and just gritted her teeth. "Then who is your boss? I have never known a person so ignorant of etiquette!"
She still has to go to Waylon in a hurry and doesn't have the patience to accompany them in playing a mystery game.
Darcy struggled again. However, the moment that she saw a person coming up from the corner of her eyes, she stuttered and asked in horror. "What do you want to do with me?"
The only response to her was a sneer and Darcy's mind went black, gradually losing consciousness.
The moment that she woke, Darcy saw a towering figure standing in front of the huge French window. Turning his back to the door, he slightly shook the red wine glass in his hand, and the scarlet liquid stirred in a circle of ripples in the transparent goblet.
Before she could react, the man spoke first.
"Already awake?" His velvety voice and magnetic sound made Darcy who had just awakened been shocked. However, what surprised her was not because there were other people present, but that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
She hurriedly sat up and the man standing in front of the French window also slowly turned around, revealing his handsome face.
"Why are you here?" Darcy exclaimed, looking at the man in front of her, and couldn't believe it.
She never thought that the person who tied her here was none other than Yves Kelly.
'How could it be him? There is no grudge between us so why did Yves treat me this way?!'
Entertained by her reaction, Yves slowly raised the corners of his mouth. With his cold and deep voice, he asked in return. "Yes, it's me. Was it unexpected?"
More than what she expected, Darcy couldn't believe this fact at all. Those bodyguards who don't seem to be kind and the boss turned out to be Yves.
'What does he want to do? Why did he let me bring here in this way?'