Charles was very displeased. "Daphne hasn't finished eating."

However, Renata said, "She can eat when she's back home."

Charles was stunned.

After a moment, he smiled faintly and repeated, "Yes, she can eat at home."

He was very reluctant to let them go.

Charles hadn't given Renata anything, but he had given this villa to Daphne. He said it was her future wedding gift.

He also said that he wanted to see Daphne whenever he came to Brookesville in the future.

Renata did not agree.

Charles drove them back when they parted. An hour later, the car stopped in front of her villa. Renata sat quietly in the car and gazed outside.

A black Land Rover was parked by the roadside.

Darrell was dressed in black. He was leaning against his car and smoking.

He looked haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept for days. Charles's black limousine stopped, and Darrell stared straight inside through the glass.

Daphne waved her little hand, "Hi, Uncle Darrell."

Tears welled