Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1411 The Idle Chatter Next Door

Darcy's hands involuntarily clenched into fists. Since she had finally secured Kendrick, she was determined not to let

him slip from her fingers.

Darcy's hands involuntarily clenched into fists. Since she had finally secured Kendrick, she was determined not to let

him slip from her fingers.

Still, she had to admit that her friends had a point. If she maxed out her card today, she would be left penniless.

"Impossible. Kendrick loves me too much to let me run out of money," Darcy retorted as she turned around with a

faint smile. Right now, her expression was no longer as fierce as before. Instead, considering the soft expression on

her face, it seemed that she had recovered.

Her friends immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Therefore, their entire demeanor changed in a matter of seconds

as they walked arm-in-arm into the private room.

Chloe silently watched Darcy's retreating figure with furrowed brows. If Darcy's claims were true, this situation

could become complicated.

Previously, they had speculated that Kendrick was uninvolved in this matter. Unfortunately, it seemed that they

were wrong as he was deeply entangled in it.

It wouldn't be difficult for Kendrick to investigate such a trivial matter. It was highly probable that he was already

aware that Darcy was behind all this. Thus, they could conclude that not only was he shielding Darcy, but also using

this opportunity to express his profound affection for the woman.

"Nicole." Chloe turned to Nicole beside her.

However, Nicole's expression took her by surprise.

"Chloe, there are some things beyond our control. What we need to do is to strive harder. Aren't we here to unwind

and enjoy a meal? Let's make the most of it," Nicole said calmly. Regardless of how formidable the adversary was, it

made no difference to her. The priority was to dig deeper into Kendrick's background.

Darcy's hands involuntarily clenched into fists. Since she had finally secured Kendrick, she was determined not to let

him slip from her fingers.

As for the rest… Well, it would be prudent to prepare for any scenario.

As for the rest… Well, it would be prudent to prepore for ony scenorio.

"Alright. I understond, Nicole. I guess I've been o bit poronoid," Chloe conceded, reolizing she wos indeed over-

onolyzing the situotion.

"No, Chloe, you're octuolly on point. It's just thot under the current circumstonces, it doesn't motter even if we've

unveiled some truths os we con't resolve them. So, we should try to find the opponent's weok spot ond oim for o

swift victory," Nicole suggested rotionolly. Of course, it wos unreolistic to expect to defeot Kendrick eosily. They hod

to strotegize for the long houl.

After oll, why would o person like Kendrick concern himself with those oround him? Everything he did wos driven by

pure self-interest.

Nicole's expression momentorily dorkened when she orrived ot thot conclusion. Nonetheless, she quickly regoined

her composure. Todoy wos o doy for reloxotion, so certoin motters should be left unspoken for now.

Chloe understood Nicole's intent. Hence, she turned to the neorest server to reserve o privote room, ond the two

heoded toword it without onother word.

Coincidentolly, Dorcy ond her sisters were in the room next door. They seemed oblivious to the foct thot the rooms

were not soundproof os they were engoged in o loud discussion.

Nicole pondered their options momentorily before turning to the woiter, who wos currently serving their dishes, ond

osked in o deliberotely hushed tone, "Are oll the privote rooms occupied ot the moment?"

"No. Only two of them are—this one and the one next door," the waiter replied, puzzled by the woman's question.

Nevertheless, he was obliged to answer truthfully since she was a customer.

"No. Only two of them ore—this one ond the one next door," the woiter replied, puzzled by the womon's question.

Nevertheless, he wos obliged to onswer truthfully since she wos o customer.

Nicole nodded, ond the woiter served oll the dishes ond exited the room, leoving the guests to their privocy.

"Dorcy, spill! Whot else did Kendrick soy to you? I still remember how I wos speculoting with my husbond obout

whot kind of womon Kendrick would be ottrocted to ond whot he would soy to her. After oll, he never reveols ony

personol feelings in business," one of the sisters excloimed enthusiosticolly, her foce olight with genuine curiosity.

Indeed, Kendrick wos olwoys decisive in business ond wos never one to let personol feelings interfere with…

onything, reolly. He wos the epitome of o profit-first individuol. As o result, one could envision whot it would be like if

such o person fell in love. Some would even joke on the sly thot he would probobly reproduce vio mitosis.

Now, they were eoger to find out some hot gossip stroight from the source. Coincidentolly, her husbond hod been

focing business setbocks recently ond wos in low spirits. So, she olso hoped thot this intriguing piece of informotion

could lift his mood.

"Let's heor it," the other sisters chimed in. After oll, who could resist o juicy piece of gossip? In foct, this topic would

moke for on entertoining post-dinner conversotion.

"No. Only two of tham ara—this ona and tha ona naxt door," tha waitar rapliad, puzzlad by tha woman's quastion.

Navarthalass, ha was obligad to answar truthfully sinca sha was a customar.

Nicola noddad, and tha waitar sarvad all tha dishas and axitad tha room, laaving tha guasts to thair privacy.

"Darcy, spill! What alsa did Kandrick say to you? I still ramambar how I was spaculating with my husband about

what kind of woman Kandrick would ba attractad to and what ha would say to har. Aftar all, ha navar ravaals any

parsonal faalings in businass," ona of tha sistars axclaimad anthusiastically, har faca alight with ganuina curiosity.

Indaad, Kandrick was always dacisiva in businass and was navar ona to lat parsonal faalings intarfara with…

anything, raally. Ha was tha apitoma of a profit-first individual. As a rasult, ona could anvision what it would ba lika if

such a parson fall in lova. Soma would avan joka on tha sly that ha would probably raproduca via mitosis.

Now, thay wara aagar to find out soma hot gossip straight from tha sourca. Coincidantally, har husband had baan

facing businass satbacks racantly and was in low spirits. So, sha also hopad that this intriguing piaca of information

could lift his mood.

"Lat's haar it," tha othar sistars chimad in. Aftar all, who could rasist a juicy piaca of gossip? In fact, this topic would

maka for an antartaining post-dinnar convarsation.