Chapter 19 Bringing A Wild Man Home

Suddenly, a car drove toward her. Daphne instinctively shut her eyes and turned her head away to avoid its blinding lights. Before she could speak, she heard Cedric mumbling to himself on the other end, “Okay, okay. Then it’s agreed…”

Daphne kept quiet as she curved her lips cynically and listened to Cedric’s self-directed play.

‘What is this? Putting on a show for Beatrice?’

In fact, Daphne was itching to tell Cedric this—“There’s no need to play pretend. After all, we’re not related in any way.”

The sports car headed toward Daphne was on its way into the villa residential area but suddenly stopped next to her.

The screeching sound of its tires made a piercing noise in the quiet night. Daphne turned around with her phone in her hand and saw the car window wind down, revealing a handsome and impish-looking man before her.

“What are you doing here, four-eyes?” the man asked.

Daphne was taken aback. She stared at the man in the sports car. Cedric, who was still talking on the other end of the call, seemed to pause for one second as well.

“What? Are you so excited to see me that you’ve lost your ability to speak?” Charles eyed Daphne with a half-smile.

Daphne felt as if she had found her savior. She immediately ended the call and lunged at him. She threw her hands against the car window and stared at Charles. “It’s you!” she exclaimed. “Can you take me inside?”

‘This was the man who was sitting with Nicholas at the bar. I never thought that he’d be here!’

“Why should I take you inside?” Charles eyed Daphne thoughtfully, then added. “Are you here to see Nicholas? He doesn’t live here.”

Daphne shook her head and kept her anxious gaze on Charles as she explained, “I’m not here to see him. Please, help me get inside. It’s really important. I have to get inside right now. Please!”

Charles was unmoved. He smiled at Daphne. “Eager to see your boyfriend? Then I definitely can’t let you in. How am I supposed to explain this to Nicholas when he finds out?”

‘Explain? My a*s!’ Daphne really wanted to scream at him and say that she had nothing to do with Nicholas Wolfe!

However, Daphne was not an idiot. She could tell that Charles was deliberately teasing her. It would seem that Charles would never let her inside unless she told him the entire story.

It was a pressing matter, so Daphne gave Charles a summarized version of the situation, then stared at him urgently once she had finished. “Every word I’ve said is the truth,” she said. “Do you understand now? I have to get inside and find Joan!”

Who knew what Olivia would do to Joan if she landed back in her clutches again!

“Now that you’ve mentioned it, you really are my gift to Nick!”

Charles’s focal point was clearly different from Daphne’s.

‘I asked them to send Nick an intelligent one, but they found this girl instead!’

Daphne pretended not to hear Charles. Instead, she continued pleading with him to let her inside.

“Your life’s pretty sad. I really couldn’t tell.” Charles looked at Daphne with a half-smile, but there was no sympathy in his eyes.

“Alright, I’m in a pretty good mood today. So I’ll let you in. Get in the car!” he said, showing her some mercy.

Daphne was momentarily taken aback, then returned to her senses. She thanked him feverishly, then ran to the back, opened the car door, and went inside.

Charles immediately sped off once she closed the door. Only then did Daphne notice that there was a girl in the front seat.

She was shocked, then lowered her head, too afraid to look around.

The sports car made several turns around the residential area and soon stopped.

Daphne prepared to open the car door. She looked at Charles and said, “Thank you for getting me inside. I can alight here.”

Daphne moved to open the door when she suddenly heard a very distinct sound.

The car door was locked!

Daphne was stunned. She whipped her head around and looked at Charles. What was this man planning?

At this point, Daphne still did not know Charles’s name or who he was.

“Baby, go inside and wait for me,” Charles said to the girl in the front seat.

The girl didn’t answer. Instead, she passionately gave him a taste of her red lips, opened the car door, and got out of the car.

“It’s a rare opportunity for me to do some good, so I’m going to see it through to the end. Where’s your villa?” Charles asked from the front seat.

Daphne lowered her head, blushing furiously like cooked prawn. She mumbled the Montgomerys’ villa unit number.

Charles hit the accelerator when he heard this, and the sports car sped away.

Two minutes later, the sports car arrived in front of the Montgomerys’ home.

Daphne opened the car door to get out of the car when she noticed that the driver’s seat door had opened as well.

Daphne stared at Charles in surprise. ‘No way, he’s coming along?’

“Come on. I want to see if you’re telling the truth. I brought you in. What if you’re lying? Am I supposed to be responsible for anything that goes missing in this villa?” Charles asked.

Daphne was speechless. Why was this man treating her like a thief?

‘Whatever. It’s up to him. He can come with me if he wants to.’

Daphne strode forward and pressed the doorbell. The noise echoed clearly in the dark night.

The villa was pitch black. It was obvious that everyone had gone to bed. No one came to open the door, so Daphne continued pressing on the doorbell.

After a long wait, there was finally some movement from the grill door.

A maid dressed in pajamas strode over to open the door. She was clearly shocked when she saw Daphne standing outside the door.

“Missus, what are you doing back here?” The maid yawned.

“Open the door,” Daphne demanded with a poker face.

“Missus, it’s not that I don’t want to let you in. Mrs. Benwick-Montgomery has informed us that you’ve cut ties with the Montgomerys, so you’re not allowed in the house ever again. Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery are asleep now. Perhaps you should ask them for permission tomorrow, then come over?”

The maid conveyed her unwillingness to open the door for her.

Daphne’s beautiful eyes sunk. She shot the maid an icy glare and said, “You’re only watching the door. Open this door, now!”

Daphne was rarely at home in the past, and when she was, she usually stayed alone upstairs. She rarely showed her face.

Thus, this was both the maid’s and Daphne’s first experience with such sharp words.

The maid was in shock. She stared at Daphne, and reluctantly opened the door.

Daphne did not even spare her a glance. She strode in at once.

The maid stared at Daphne as she walked away and curled her lips. She was just about to close the door when a man suddenly appeared from the side. She screamed in fright.

“Sh*t up!” Charles shot the maid a disdainful look and followed Daphne inside.

‘This four-eyed girl seems pretty interesting. Looks like it’s going to be a little less boring tonight.’

Daphne stormed into the villa, and Olivia had just arrived downstairs. She yawned as she said, “Kim, are Trixie and Cedric home yet? There’s some bird’s nest in the kit—”

She suddenly realized that it was Daphne who had walked in. Olivia swallowed her words. She immediately frowned, glared viciously at Daphne, and screamed without a moment’s hesitation, “What are you doing here? Who let you in? Heh… And you’ve brought a wild man home with you too!”