Emma Tremont's face grew even redder, "I... I should be leaving now..."
Out of the thirty-six stratagems, choosing to retreat is the best option.
"Hold on." Declan Darcy's voice resounded lightly, "If you leave now, I'll drop the lawsuit instantly."
Emma Tremont stopped in her tracks, "Hey... CEO Darcy, you can't do that."
Declan Darcy quickly moved to her, naturally putting his arm around her shoulder, and started walking her out.
Emma Tremont found herself nestled against him, which was... somewhat odd.
That said, being held by such a handsome gentleman wasn't so bad.
Since he promised he wouldn't do anything to her, she could... trust him temporarily.
Walking out of the mansion, Declan Darcy didn't loosen his grip, his hand always on her shoulder.
Emma Tremont didn't understand what he was up to.
A servant had already respectfully opened the car door; Declan Darcy gently pushed her, "Get in."
"Huh?"
"I said, get into the car."
