Chapter 50 Daphne is under house arrest.
Daphne, who had not participated in the conversation, was unaware about the situation between the two, and had idea that she had just become a wager. When she heard her phone ring, she glanced at it and checked the message from Mark.Daphne, who did not participate in the conversation, had no idea that he had become better between the two.
When she heard the phone rang, she took a look at it and looked at it after seeing the message from Mark.
Charles sensed her change, quickly snatched her phone, and wore a disapproving expression as he read the message sent to her by Mark.
"Forget all the bonuses for Mark this year!" he declared.
"Have you finished reading it?" Daphne asked, aware of what he had seen.Charles sensed her change, quickly grabbed her phone and looked as bad as he could when he read the message sent to her by Mark.
Forget all the bonuses for Mark this year!
"have you finished reading it?"
Daphne can see what he sees.
Charles gripped the phone tightly, and as he was about to hand it back to her, his hand accidentally brushed the screen, taking him back to the message interface. He noticed a chat at the top of the list.
Lydia. Puppy paradise.
The chat with Lydia was filled with animated expressions and continuous messages about seven joyful puppies. The person who sent the message was identified as "lab rat."
He furrowed his brow, his gaze narrowing as he scrolled further down the conversation, only to spot Evan's name, dated yesterday!Charles holds the phone's hand very hard.
I was going to throw the phone to her, but my hand accidentally touched the screen and went straight back to the message interface.
He saw the man at the top talking to the group.
Lydia .
Puppy paradise.
The chat with Lydia stays on an animated expression, while the seven happy puppies are constantly refreshing messages.
The person who sent the message was a man named lab rat.
He twisted the center of his eyebrow and swept his eyes down to Evan, which he had only talked about yesterday!
There weare only two words left on the message page; -good night.
He suddenly wanted to click on the dialog box in Evan to see what the two had talked about and why they were so intimate as to say good night.
Did Daphne send him this good night, or did Evan send it to Daphne?
With all kinds of emotions intertwined, he reached out to click on the dialog box of Evan.
It just opened.
Daphne swiftly retrieved the phone before he could read the contents. She placed it face down on the table; her expression now tinged with more than just annoyance. "Mr. Lancelot might have discarded his decency and intelligence, but can't he at least maintain the most fundamental level of courtesy?"Without even seeing the contents, the phone was snatched back by Daphne.
Daphne put the phone on the screen and looked at Charles's eyebrows and eyes with a little more displeasure: "Mr. Lancelot threw away his personality and brain, but why can't even the most basic politeness be maintained?"
"lookLooking at people's phones without the consent of the owner. I remember that that’s now what Grandpa, that's not what they taught you!."
Daphne, finish your speech.
"whatWhat exactly did you and Evan talk about?"
Charles spoke coldly, with a questioning tone.
"What was all that about?" Charles He asked added coldly, questioning Daphne.
"It's none of your business," Daphne replied.
"Show me," Charles insisted with a lofty excuse, even he didn't know why he was so obsessed with finding out. "I have reason to suspect that you revealed The Lancelot Group's confidential information to him."
"You can go to the police," Daphne replied nonchalantly.
Her indifferent attitude provoked Charles. "Daphne!"
"How many times do I have to remind you?" Daphne calmly continued the conversation. "Reporting to the police is the safest way to handle situations. They will give you the most unbiased answer."
"Don't force me to take matters into my own hands."
"Only you can speak so confidently about stealing," Daphne retorted coolly.
"Daphne!"
"Want to fight?" Daphne replied coldly.
Charles's hands involuntarily clenched by his sides, and an oppressive atmosphere seemed to radiate from him. For anyone else, such an aura would be suffocating, but he couldn't reconcile the person standing before him, forcefully asserting herself, with the gentle individual he knew from before.Charles's hands tightened slightly at his sides. The pressure around him was oppressive. If it were anyone else, they would have already been scared breathless by his aura.
He couldn't connect the person in front of him, who was forcing her way, with the gentle person from before.
"You've suppressed your true nature and pretended to be gentle for these past two years. That must have been exhausting," he thought bitterly.
Daphne countered, "You too, pretending to be affectionate must be tiring."
Charles's breath was heavy, his eyes dark as can be.
If it weren't for The Lancelot family's excessive concern for Daphne, he would have left her completely helpless after the divorce.
"You should be grateful that Marcus cares about you," he made a harsh statement, not considering the consequences at all. "Otherwise, I would surely give you back tenfold for what you did to Kayla."
"You should be grateful too, that Marcus cares about you," Daphne fired back, "Otherwise, I would have already tossed you into the sea to feed the fish."
After this conversation, Charles didn't speak to her anymore and left the villa.
Daphne was confined here by him.
Charles had someone take away all the chargers from the villa, clearly indicating that he didn't want Daphne to play with her phone.
Daphne didn't argue with him either.
She turned off her phone and tossed it onto the bed, then started to sleep.
When she wanted to contact someone, she would turn her phone back on and do so. But before turning it off, in order not to worry others too much, she briefly informed Kevin.
She told him that she would be busy for a few days and wouldn't need her phone.
Little did she know that Marcus would be so anxious about this matter.
On the second day after Charles left the villa, thinking that Daphne was alone without food or drink, he asked Mark to order food and have it delivered.
It was only then that Mark found out that Daphne had been confined by his boss.
He proactively spoke to Charles, "Boss, although you are Miss Murphy's husband, unlawfully detaining her is a crime, you..."
"Whose assistant do you think you are?"
"Of course, yours."
"Then why are you hesitating?"
Mark adopted a serious tone as he continued, "Furthermore, after I advised Miss Murphy to avoid a life of crime, you have already unlawfully detained her for a day and night. From a legal perspective, keeping someone in custody for more than six hours is regarded as a criminal act.""After I told Miss Murphy to never step onto the path of crime," Mark said seriously, "you have already unlawfully confined her for a day and night. Legally, detaining someone for more than six hours is considered a crime."
"Say one more word and get out of here," Charles replied bluntly.
Mark opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
After arranging for a meal to be delivered, Mark discreetly informed Marcus about the situation, deeply concerned about Daphne's well-being. He couldn't stand the thought of seeing his idol in distress. Within minutes, Marcus was informed of the situation. Although Mark was his grandson's personal assistant, Marcus maintained a neutral stance when it came to outsiders. He decided to call Daphne to confirm the situation.After ordering a meal to be delivered, Mark privately reported this situation to Marcus, thinking about Daphne's condition. He couldn't bear to see his idol suffer.
In just a few minutes, Marcus found out.
As for outsiders, even if it was his grandson's personal assistant, he maintained a neutral attitude and decided to call Daphne to confirm.
If she really was confined, he would definitely break Charles' leg.
After making several calls, Daphne's phone was switched off, which made Marcus extremely worried. How could Daphne be confined by that bastard Charles?
Without hesitation, he had the driver take him to Queens Villa.
During the ride, he didn't forget to call Charles and vent his anger.
Upon receiving the call, Charles immediately abandoned his current task and rushed back, his growing disdain for Mark deepening. As Marcus arrived at the door of Queens Villa, the bodyguards exchanged knowing glances, their minds racing with thoughts.As a result, Charles dropped what he was doing and rushed back upon receiving the call, deepening his hatred for Mark.
When the bodyguards at Queens Villa saw Marcus coming to knock on the door, they exchanged glances, their minds active.
Bodyguard No.1: “Why is Marcus here?”
Bodyguard No.21: “Should we stop him?”
Bodyguard No.3: “Are you crazy? This is Marcus!”
Bodyguard No.2: “SoSo, what should we do?”
Bodyguard No.3: “Pretend we didn't see anything.”
"Open the door for me," Marcus said assertively, leaning on his cane.
Bodyguard No.3 obediently walked over and opened the door, "Yes, MarcusSir."
Other Bbodyguard No.2s: “Weren't we supposed to pretend we didn't see him?”
The door opened. and
Marcus walked in.
He saw Daphne eating a bowl of unappetizing noodles, which immediately broke his heart. "Daphne..."
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