As Mary and Darren approached Darren's car, they noticed a sneaky figure continuously circling it, almost as if he was up to something. Mary was about to go and confront whoever was lurking around Darren's car, but Darren held her back because he already knew who the "rat" was. Of course, it was George. The reason Darren stopped Mary from immediately confronting him was that he was starting to suspect something. Reflecting on what had been revealed in his previous life during the apocalypse, Darren began to suspect that George's approach wasn't entirely because of Willow. In the 10 years of the apocalypse, it always felt like George was specifically spying on him, but Darren had no way of knowing why. *Did it have something to do with his parents?* Seeing that George didn't make any other moves other than look around, Darren finally approached him, followed by Mary. As they approached, George was startled, probably feeling guilty. Darren looked into George's eyes and asked with an air of authority, "Why are you skulking around my car?"
Seeing the anger in Darren's eyes, George raised his hands in supplication and said, feigning innocence, "I am only interested in the car model and was admiring it." As he said this, he brought one hand down to shake Darren's hand, trying to ingratiate himself.
Looking at George's action, Darren was a little confused, but the confusion flashed in front of his eyes briefly. His confusion was cleared up quickly, as he and George, in his previous life, had not met yet by this time. This meant to George that this was their first meeting, but Darren was not going to act like a grandson in front of him this time. Looking at George's disgusting face and terrible acting—which had managed to move him in his previous life—Darren wasn't going to be fooled this time around. George was expecting the usually good-natured, rich second-generation heir to befriend him, as he had done with many people before. After all, Darren was known for his approachability in the outside world. He was one of the only truly rich individuals who didn't walk around with a bodyguard, This gave George a false sense of security in trying to fool him, but he was wrong—very wrong. The Darren before him was no longer the naive, second-generation rich heir who was inviting and friendly. As Darren was about to speak, he felt a punch land squarely on the side of his face, which almost knocked him out. Falling to the ground, Darren then said, "Just because I don't have a bodyguard doesn't mean I can't fight if you attack me."
Darren then walked away, followed by Mary, of course. What Darren said was intentional; after all, he needed George to think he had misunderstood him. This would ensure George continued to do whatever he could to approach him.
As they walked away, Mary asked, "Why did you hit him?" Hearing her question, Darren replied, "Didn't I just say that he was going to attack me?"
Hearing Darren's words, Mary rolled her eyes and said almost breathlessly, "If I didn't know you, I would have probably believed you." Seeing Mary staring at him intently, Darren sighed and said with a forced smile, "Actually, I don't know exactly what his problem is, but I know for sure he is a spy for someone. I just don't know who that person is."
Hearing this, Mary gritted her teeth and said, "If that was the case, why didn't you let me beat him up?" Sighing, Darren replied, "I want him to have the freedom to move so that I can figure out what he is up to. After all, I think he is related to the disappearance of my parents."
As they talked, Mary and Darren finally made their way to Mary's car and drove away together. After all, Darren wasn't going to take a car that had been tampered with by an outsider. As Mary started the car and drove off, George, who had been knocked out, woke up at some point. He took out his phone, made a call, and spoke obsequiously to whoever was on the other end, making promises. After the call, he stood up and walked away, coming back to kick Darren's tires before completely leaving.
Meanwhile, as Darren was caressing Mary's thighs, he took out his phone and looked at the number with the name "Sis," his thoughts complicated. Seeing Darren's downcast demeanor, Mary said, "Call her. She is your only family. I thought you guys would have reconciled a long time ago."
As Darren was still holding his phone, Mary quickly pressed the call button and continued to drive with a mischievous grin on her face, not minding the death stare Darren was giving her. As Darren stared at Mary, he heard the voice he had been dreading most, knowing how much he had broken her heart.
In his previous life, after deciding firmly on Willow and after the apocalypse, Darren had only had the chance to talk briefly with his sister, Vivian, before he could no longer contact her. This was always a source of worry for her safety. This time around, there were 27 days left before the apocalypse, so he could ask her to come home and be with him.
Taking in a deep breath, he said, "I am sorry." Hearing this, the voice on the other end, sounding dignified but a little broken, said, "I never held it against you. You thought you were doing it for love, but in my opinion, love is meant for only family, Vivi."
Hearing this, Monica—the woman on the other side of the phone—let out a little whimper before steadying herself. After all, it had been a long time since she had heard her brother call her name again. It had been almost three years, which made her happy.
Darren continued, "Why don't you come home? You don't need to worry about Willow anymore. She is no longer worthy to be my wife." Hearing this, both Mary and Vivian were completely shocked. The greatest "pure love warrior" had given up on his object of affection.
Seeing Mary's unbelieving face and the gasp from the other side of the phone, Darren was a little exasperated, but he didn't blame them. He only blamed his incompetence. After all, he had been fully controlled by Willow back then and in his previous life.
Taking in a deep breath, Darren continued, "Oh, and Vivi, can you please look into someone for me? His name is George, and he has been lurking around me. I suspect he has information related to Mom and Dad. Oh, and I want you to come home within this week. You can even forget about the companies abroad and come home. I have something important to talk to you about."
Hearing this, Vivian agreed and then hung up.
In a different place, at the highest office in a skyscraper, a woman sat at her desk. She had just ended her call. Looking at her female secretary, who was eating her pussy with great fervor, she said, "Stop. Your master just called. He wants you to look into someone for him. And tell the sisters we will be going home soon. The master has called us."
What Darren didn't know was that his high and mighty sister was a brother con and had trained obedient bitches for him, wishing to surprise him and get his mind off Willow when that bitch was inevitably kicked out when she was done with her. But who would have thought that her brother would wake up on his own?
Looking at the pictures of Darren plastered on every wall of the office, making it look like a cult meeting place, Vivian smiled with a sickly sweet tone. "I will be home soon, brother, and you will be mine."