Feeling Waylon's sight, Darcy's hand holding the plastic bag shook, but she still tried to keep a natural smile. "Assistant Bill, did the boss eat already?"

Bill did not know what to say.

"I have eaten." A cold voice interrupted Bill's words. Waylon stood up from the sofa and stretched out his hands to sort out the folds on his clothes. He strolled towards the desk.

He did not want Darcy to be the center of their company's rumors. It would affect her work and life. The best way was to alienate Darcy.

He would just take care of her in secret.

Bill was taken aback and suddenly understood Waylon's...