Chapter 145

With countless questions circling in her mind, Darcy took a step back. Vigilantly, she then looked at him in the eyes and asked directly. "What are you doing? Why did you bring me here?"

Yves had a full view of her small movements, making him smile indifferently. He put the goblet in his hand on the table aside and walked over casually. "Darcy, are you planning to go to Waylon and tell him you were the one who saved him five years ago?"

If Darcy was surprised at Yves for bringing herself here before, then she is already afraid of him now. She looked at him in horror as her face full of disbelief while being drenched in sweat. Aghast, she couldn't help asking. "How did you know this?"

'How could he guess all the words in my heart?!'

Only she knew this idea. So how did Yves become aware?

A low smile overflowed from his throat, and Yves leaned over to help her up. "You don't need to be so nervous, the onlookers are clear, I will know it is not su