Waylon nodded. "Well, go."

Darcy breathed a sigh of relief when she walked out of the villa.

At that moment, Waylon's frown, like a steel needle, stabbed her with great pain.

She didn't want to leave such an impression in his heart, so she pulled out an excuse.

Darcy took two steps to the side of the road, then looked back at the luxurious villa behind her. She was unwilling to leave the estate.

After she was finally allowed to stay for dinner, Waylon might be able to send her back personally, but a good scene was broken up abruptly.

She realized that Yves was right.

Even if Waylon saw...