Chapter 3 The Party

Deanna came downstairs.

Just as she waved a hand to hail a taxi, a red car stopped in front of her.

Jeannie got out of the car; her face had turned red with rage.

Dario wasn't around, so she didn't have to pretend anymore.

"Bitch, I prohibit you from working in Dario's company."

Deanna curled her lips in disdain. "Who the hell do you think you are? You have no right to tell me what to do."

"Bitch, stop dreaming. Dario will never fall in love with you," Jeannie cursed.

Deanna crossed her arms over her chest and smirked at her. "Do you really think he likes you? Didn't you see the way he pushed you? The dislike was obvious. If I were you, I'd never show up before him."

"Shut up!"

Jeannie couldn't stand it anymore. She wanted to slap Deanna right across the face.

However, Deanna quickly dodged, grabbed Jeannie's hand, and slapped her.

The impact of the slap sent Jeannie in a circle before she fell to the ground. Her tight skirt ripped apart.

"Don't come before me and embarrass yourself."

Deanna threw a disgusted look at her and left.

Jeannie fumed with rage. She took out her phone and called her mother.

"Mom, Deanna slapped me. God, I hate that bitch so much! Don't let her get into the house..."

Deanna didn't plan on returning home. She took a taxi to the Pioneer Detective agency and entered through the back door.

"Deanna."

A man in glasses walked out.

He was in his mid-twenties and looked pretty handsome. He looked like a gentleman.

His eyes widened in surprise when he saw Deanna.

Deanna slumped on the sofa and let out a weary sigh. "Garrett, how is the investigation about my parents going on? Did you find any clues?"

Garrett Powell frowned and handed a pile of documents to her.

"The accident occurred on a mountain road in the suburb of Weappolis. There were no cameras there, so we couldn't see what had happened. There are no eyewitnesses either. However, I have found some clues regarding the Miller Group."

Garrett handed over another stack of documents. "The company went bankrupt because its confidential information was leaked. A small company called Posh Inc. has bought the information."

Deanna sprang to her feet.

"Who is in charge of Posh Inc.?"

Garrett glanced at her. "It's a man called Denzel Mitchell. I guess he's a mere puppet."

Deanna clutched the documents closer to her chest as her face turned taut with rage.

Then, she looked up at him.

"Garrett, please help me find out more about Denzel."

Garrett handed her a cup of coffee and sat on the sofa before her. "We have known each other for so long. I will help you find out the truth. Don't worry about it."

Deanna took the coffee gratefully. "Thank you."

Garrett smiled at her.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "I'm going to a party tonight. Can you accompany me?"

He cleared his throat and added, "Several people in the business circle will attend the party. If we're lucky, we might find the information we need."

Deanna's face lit up.

"Okay. Anyway, I don't have anything else to do."

After all, she wouldn't miss an opportunity to find out the cause of the death of her parents.

At seven in the evening, Deanna arrived at Islesbury Hotel with Garrett. It was one of the most famous hotels in Weappolis.

The moment Deanna stepped in, she saw an acquaintance.

Dario stood among a group of business elites with a glass of wine in his hand.

He was almost 6.5 feet tall, which made him stand out among the crowd.

Just then, Dario turned around. He clenched his jaw when she saw Deanna holding Garrett's arm with a bright smile.

Dario was more convinced that she was an old hand at hooking up with men now.

She had just flirted with him a couple of hours ago but was with another man now.

The smile on Deanna's face froze. She didn't expect to meet Dario here.

Coincidentally, Garrett met an acquaintance and went to greet him.

Deanna quickly excused herself and walked toward Dario, flashing her signature smile.

"Dario!" she called sweetly.

Dario arched his brows but didn't utter a word.

He looked at her coldly as if he didn't know her.

Deanna held his arm. "You didn't bring my cousin over, did you?"

"No."

Dario placed his glass on the table but didn't push Deanna away.

The people around them were taken aback for a moment.

They couldn't believe their eyes. Dario seldom showed interest in women. Everyone was surprised to see him allow another woman to hold his arm.

Besides, she seemed to be his cousin-in-law.

Deanna wasn't worried about the crowd. She smiled confidently at them.

"Why don't we sit there?"

Dario's brows furrowed, but he didn't stop her.

"You've found a new boyfriend so soon?" He scoffed as he sat on the leather sofa. "It looks like Jeannie is right. You are indeed wild and promiscuous."

Deanna smoothed her long hair and cocked her head with a smile. "Well, how do you know he is my new boyfriend? Are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Dario sneered. "You think you're worth it?"

Deanna leaned forward, and the small movement accentuated her cleavage.

"What do you expect me to say to that?" she asked, staring into his eyes. "Didn't you have a good time yesterday?"

Dario's face darkened. "Stop! Don't mention what happened yesterday again."

"Fine. Let's just talk about what happened today." She giggled. "I'll do as you say if you allow me to work in Yonder Company. I'll give you anything."

She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Including my body."

It seemed like a tempting offer. Any man would find it hard to refuse it.

Besides, Deanna was a sexy woman with a curvaceous figure.

"I'm never interested in the women I once slept with," Dario snapped coldly.

"Oh, come on. Don't make hasty decisions. How would you know if you don't give it a try?"

Deanna stretched out her leg and gently rubbed her foot against his leg.

Dario quickly grabbed her foot and cast a warning look at her.

"Don't test my patience."

Deanna withdrew her foot and propped her chin on her palm. "Dario, do you want to try again?"

Just then, an angry voice interrupted them.

"Didn't you say you had an important meeting tonight? Why... Why are you with her?"

Deanna raised her head and saw Jeannie standing beside Vernon, wearing heavy makeup.

"Uncle, you're back!" Deanna stood up, grinning, feigning happiness.

Vernon greeted back and said, "Everything went well in Luinburg, so I came back earlier. Deanna, did you come with Dario?"

"I came here with a friend and happened to meet Dario. My friend is almost done talking with his acquaintance. You guys carry on. I'll go and see him."

Deanna stood up gracefully and went to the bathroom.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled coldly.

Vernon was finally back.

She had a hunch that the truth about her parents would finally come to light.

Deanna fixed her makeup and opened the door to walk out. Just then, a tall figure pulled her to a private room nearby.