Chapter 270
"Well, I understand." Darcy Harrington nodded, with a small smile on her face. "Living with you all the time has really added a lot of trouble to you. Wait for me to take my own things, once things are settled. I will move out immediately."
Darcy Harrington thought very clearly. Waylon Gray had already spoken, if she insisted to stay there, it would make things worse.
It was better to agree with the trend and come forward with a move to retreat. Anyway, she just said that she would wait for her to deal with the matter, but what matters should be dealt with and how long would it take to deal with?
She gave Alena Wright a cold look. She didn't believe it. She couldn't completely separate the two of them before she moved away. The words had reached this point and no one was trying to force it.
Alena Wright pursed her lips. "Maybe I have been too busy lately. So my mood has been unstable. If I did something too much, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as me."
Hearing this, Darcy Harrington immediately raised a sweet smile and took the initiative to rub against Alena Wright. "No, we are good friends."
This topic seems to have been exposed in this way. Waylon Gray couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He really kicked out his savior and he couldn't pass his conscience again. If things were allowed to continue to develop, no one knew what would it become in the end?
It's just that now she could only take one step at a time. Anyway, Alena Wright was not angry anymore.
"Let's go, I'll send you to the company," He was talking to her and of course Alena Wright was included.
Although Alena Wright's company and Emperor Group were not in the same direction, it just showed that Waylon Gray had taken the initiative to show good attitude.
Alena Wright stood still and said, "You guys go ahead. I'm not going to the company today. I'm going to see a customer outside."
Waylon Gray's footsteps stopped abruptly. He unconsciously squeezed the key in his hand but didn't know what else to say.
After a few seconds of silence, he nodded. "Okay. We'll go ahead."
Listening to the sound of the engine moving away, Alena Wright's stiff body gradually relaxed and then a wave of regret gradually entangled her heart.
She didn't know what was going on, she obviously wanted to find a chance to speak clearly with Waylon Gray, since he had already spoken actively just now, but she refused.
"Oh, you are really," Alena Wright felt annoyed, stomped her feet and left the villa without tears.
After Alena Wright arrived at the company, she just sat down and someone in the design department immediately told her, "Alena, Mr. Cohen, you should go there right now."
"Now?" Alena Wright raised her eyebrows in surprise. Why did he look for her early in the morning? Was it something urgent?
"Well, the assistant next to Mr. Cohen came just now and asked you to go to the general manager's office as soon as you came, Alena. You should go there quickly," the colleague whispered, after all, Alena Wright was now in a hurry. No one dared to speak to her in a commanding tone.
Alena Wright was puzzled. Christiano Cohen was looking for her in such a hurry. Was it because of the competition?
After hurriedly sorting out all the information and sending it to Christiano Cohen last time, Alena Wright never had time to take care of the follow-up development of this matter.
She just thought about it today, Alena Wright suddenly remembered that she should have a chance soon.
"I see. I will go now," she put down her bag in a hurry. Alena Wright quickly came to the general manager's office.
Christiano Cohen seemed to be waiting for her. The moment he heard the knock on the door, he immediately said, "Come in."
"Mr. Cohen," Alena Wright opened the door and walked in. At a glance, she saw Christiano Cohen sitting behind the black desk, his expression was fairly calm and she didn't see any clues.
Alena Wright's heart became even more anxious and she couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Cohen is there anything you are looking for with me?"
"Well, I want to tell you something," Christiano Cohen leaned forward slightly. His strong eyebrows pierced.
Alena Wright suddenly felt a little nervous inexplicably and her voice went low, "Mr. Cohen, what do you want to tell me?"
Alena Wright had always been confident. After all, she had never done something like plagiarism, so she was naturally confident. Otherwise, she would not put this matter aside and even almost forgot.
After seeing Christiano Cohen, perhaps because of human instincts, Alena Wright felt a little worried and was afraid of being labeled a bit of plagiarism.
He was not in a hurry to answer. Christiano Cohen took a sip from his teacup and before he continued. "The last time you sorted out the information you sent to me, I passed them on to the judges and now the results are out."
"What did the people on the judge's side say?"
Christiano Cohen was satisfied with a nervous look on Alena Wright's face.
He suddenly laughed, stood up and circled Alena Wright. "I think you look at it every day and it's time to see you finally."
Realizing that she might have been tricked, Alena Wright was a little helpless and she helped her forehead. "Senior, how do I think you are getting naughtier? This kind of thing can be a joke?"
Being called naughty by the school girl, Christiano Cohen's old face was really unbearable.
He coughed awkwardly and explained to himself in a covert manner. "Isn't this teasing you? A lot of things have happened in the company recently and I think you are under a lot of pressure."
"It's very big, almost scared to death by you," Alena Wright rolled her eyes silently. From Christiano Cohen's ridiculous tone, she had already got the answer.
Sure enough, in the next second, Christiano Cohen opened his mouth and said, "The plagiarism has been investigated and the judges have unanimously determined that you are original and asked me to tell you a word?"
Alena Wright suddenly became interested. "What are you saying?"
"They said..." Christiano Cohen deliberately lengthened the tone and sold it off.
Alena Wright was a little bit dumbfounded and she knew the current affairs and slapped a flattery. "Mr. Cohen, your lord has a lot of it, should you tell me?"
"It's only at this time that you can say that you heard something nice," Christiano Cohen shook his head with emotion and then his expression returned to seriousness. "There are several highly respected artists in the judges this time and they all agreed that you designed it. The finished product is not only unique in shape and ingenuity, but also has a kind of aura, which is a rare rising star."
It was the jury Alena Wright also knew beforehand. They were all top artists in the industry and their status was like giants among men.
These words seemed unremarkable but being so praised by these experts was enough to explain Alena Wright's excellence.