Chapter 11 Your Retribution Is Here
Alena Wright glanced at Waylon Gray scornfully and ran away like a cloud of smoke after finishing speaking.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Waylon Gray stood on the spot, looked at Alena Wright’s running back, thought of her words and expressions earlier. His eyes suddenly showed more interest, “See me? How could she see clearly? Me?”
After Alena Wright ran away, she was still shaking nervously. She was thinking in the corridor alone, suddenly heard two people talking in the next room, and mentioned Waylon Gray.
As soon as she heard Waylon Gray’s name, Alena Wright’s attention was highly focused, and her body trembled even more. Now she didn’t want to get infected with anyone or anything related to him.
“In a moment, you will put this into Waylon Gray’s wine, and I will make arrangements for the rest.”
“Do you want to do this? I heard that Waylon Gray is cruel, and if he discovers this matter, I will be dead.”
“Trash, what are you afraid of? Waylon Gray is the most arrogant person. He would not think that the people around him would betray him. After tonight, we will grab his handle, and we should never be afraid of him again. The entire Monarch International will become our world.”
“I—”
“Why are you still hesitating? Don’t forget, if Waylon Gray hadn’t used despicable means to estimate me, how could I have come to where I am today? I’m just using my way to treat my own body. I’m right! As long as I get revenge, I will marry you immediately!”
“Okay, okay.”
“Then you go back quickly, don’t let him find anything strange.”
“Okay.”
Then there was the sound of someone about to come out of the room. Alena Wright was taken aback for a moment; fearing being discovered by those two people, immediately fled and left.
The soul returned to the bidding scene, and it happened that Christiano Cohen was also looking for her.
“Alena, are you all right?” Christiano Cohen asked.
Alena Wright shook her head, “Yes, I’m okay.”
Someone wanted to punish Waylon Gray, and she did not care about his ass!
Even though she thought so, Alena Wright was still a little absent-minded. She didn’t notice what the bidding process was on-going. When she only found out the result, Waylon Gray became the biggest winner again.
In that confrontation with Monarch International, the Cohen Group once again fell into a disadvantage.
When the bidding was over, Christiano Cohen saw that Alena Wright was still worried and thought she was tired, so he said. “It’s getting late. Let’s go back first.”
“Hmm…” Alena Wright nodded and followed Christiano Cohen away.
The two people just walked out of the hall. Waylon Gray didn’t know when they came out. He looked at Alena Wright and said, “Alena, what I said tonight, please think about it. I am waiting for your good news.”
Alena Wright was so mad that her back teeth were hurting. Waylon Gray was indeed a shameless bad living thing, and now she was openly provoking her relationship with her senior.
Initially, she was still hesitating whether to tell Waylon Gray the news she had heard earlier. Now that he premeditated her like that, she wished that he was punished! Who made him so evil, he liked to figure people so much, someone could do away with him, it could be regarded as a way for the heavens!
He so deserved it!
Thinking of that, Alena Wright smiled a little gloatingly, “Mr. Gray, do you believe in retribution? If you walk too long at night, you will always encounter ghosts. If you do too many bad things, you will get retribution!”
After talking, without waiting for Waylon Gray to reply, she left with Christiano Cohen.
Waylon Gray looked at Alena Wright’s back and was not angry at all. She was just like a tiny cat getting fierce with her milk. People couldn’t help but want to tease him.
That woman, he is bound to win her.
On the way back, Christiano Cohen also carried out Alena’s words very thoroughly. Suspicious people didn’t need them, no doubt about employing people, and he didn’t even intervene with Alena Wright.
“Alena, during this time, you have been with me busy with the bidding, and you are also exhausted. You can have a day off tomorrow so that you can take a good rest.”
Alena Wright frowned and looked out the window without answering.
“Alena, Alena.” Christiano Cohen called Alena Wright several times.
Alena Wright regained her senses abruptly and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Christiano Cohen saw Alena Wright’s brows frown strongly, not as tired, but as if she had lots of thoughts, and asked quickly, “What are you thinking?”
“Nothing, just thinking about work.” Alena Wright casually found an excuse.
Christiano Cohen thought that Alena Wright was still thinking about losing to Waylon Gray that night, so he didn’t say anything, pondering in his heart how she would explain it to the board of directors.
Alena Wright had completely calmed down. The feeling of wallowing at Waylon Gray’s lousy luck before had gradually faded, and all that was left was the worry.
Although she and Waylon Gray had divorced, she could not tell Waylon Gray even though she knew he was in danger. She just ignored it. Not to mention that she had liked Waylon Gray for so many years. It was said that after Alena Wright’s mother passed away, the Gray Family had been taking care of her, and Waylon’s father regarded her as his daughter, who treated her better than Waylon Gray. When Waylon Gray was in danger, she knew. How could she ignore that and stood ignorant?
She could not do it!
She should stop it!
She wanted to save Waylon Gray!