"You should look into this matter." "She almost got into trouble and you are fully responsible," Tyrone said to the staff.
"Yes, yes, we'll find out." "This has never happened before," one of the officials said respectfully. He pointed somewhere: "There are cameras here. We'll go and check the surveillance right away. Maybe there will be clues."
Tyrone's eyes began to look around, and Delilah was nowhere to be seen.
Soon, the answer was found.
"Really her!"
Tyrone's punch on the table startled the staff beside him.
Sienna saw it very clearly, and the surveillance footage captured the whole process clearly, revealing Delilah's actions and making people gnawing.
"Why did she do that?" Sienna detested such behavior the most: "I don't seem to offend her, do I? This is too much, it could kill someone!"
Tyrone said nothing and rushed out in a hurry.
Sienna followed him, but not as fast as him, knowing that he was going to settle accounts with Delilah, who was a soldier and had a clear sense of right and wrong.
This incident, though not serious, has crossed the line for Tyrone, and he might actually hit someone.
"Tyrone, don't be impulsive!" Sienna chased after him to dissuade him.
"I detest those who play tricks the most. If I don't make things clear to her today, I won't be surname Vermon!" "
When she found Delilah, she was actually fishing with the old man He. They seemed to be chatting well, but when she saw them coming, she concealed her unease.
"Tyrone, Grandpa has caught a few fish and he said he would treat us to a big feast of fresh fish tonight." Delilah noticed his cold expression: "What's wrong with you? Did Sienna make you angry?"
"Come here, I have something to tell you!" His eyes were cold.
Delilah obediently walked over and said, "Speak softly and don't scare Grandpa's fish away."
"Why did you do that?" His voice was not soft.
Valentine had good ears. He heard their conversation and turned his head to ask what was going on.
Delilah had an embarrassed look on his face.
"Grandpa, I'll chat with Tyrone somewhere else and you just go fishing. I'll communicate with them and the chef is still waiting for your fish to be put into the pot." She soothed.
"We're talking right here." Tyrone held back the urge to hit: "You woman, I've put up with you for a long time!" He looked stern: "Why would you do that? Don't you know there will be an accident? '
Does she have a brain or not?
Delilah opened her mouth and forced a smile: "Tyrone, I, I don't know you're talking --"
"You still want to quibble!" Tyrone interrupted her, saying, "You can put thorns under the saddle!" A three-year-old kid, right?"
"You?" Delilah blushed quietly and looked flustered with her head down: "How could you know, I, but I, I didn't mean it."
"Yes, you did not mean it, because you did!"
"I, I just wanted to embarrass Sienna." "Sorry, Tyrone, I didn't expect you to be so angry," Delilah tried to explain. She licked her lips and said awkwardly, "It was just a joke. Don't take it seriously."
Tyrone suddenly became indifferent, looking at her without saying a word.
Sienna finally arrived, sandwiched between the two, and said to Tyrone, "Grandpa is not in a stable condition. Don't let the old man's blood pressure soar. I think she won't dare next time. Anyway, I'm fine. Let it go."
Delilah was not happy to hear this and thought she was deliberately trying to please Tyrone. She pulled her away and said, "Tyrone, you do your own thing. I was just thinking of playing a prank, but I didn't expect her to be so unrestrained. It's my fault. I don't need her to plead for me."
"I never hit a woman. Don't let me make an exception." Tyrone took a deep breath and said, "For Grandpa's sake, I won't hold it against you today. If I find out again that you are doing such a stupid thing, I don't care who your daughter is!"
Hearing his intention to ease, Sienna finally stopped trying to persuade him and was too lazy to waste words with Delilah, and went up to Valentine to watch him fish.
"What are you arguing about?" Valentine's voice was not loud: "My fish wasn't scared away by you, and will bite the hook soon!"
Just as he was speaking, there was indeed a fish that took the hook and was caught out of the water by Valentine, full of vitality.
The joy of the harvest diluted the awkward silence.
At this point, Tyrone said he was going to exercise.
Delilah wanted to follow along and promised not to do anything foolish again and to be supervised by him at all times.
Sienna had no objection. She wanted to follow Tyrone wherever he went, especially with Delilah.
Valentine, again, played the role of a push, allowing the three of them to go together, saying that it would give him some peace and quiet to fish.
Many of the trails in the resort are paved with cobblestones, with flowers of various shapes blooming on the ground. Walking on them makes little noise but is uncomfortable and has a massaging effect on the feet.
Tyrone is at the front, walking fast, and clearly doesn't like being followed.
Delilah waited for Sienna to catch up and said, "I'm wrong this time. I'm a man who dares to take responsibility." But if you speak to Tyrone behind my back, I won't let you off the hook!"
"Humph, I won't take you seriously, Miss Delilah." Sienna's air was not weak either: "If you were a man, you would have been beaten up today. Tyrone is a good-tempered person and you should thank him."
When on earth will you be able to leave him? Delilah lowered his voice and said, "You have a thick skin. How much did Tyrone give you? I double! '
"You're so vulgar. Emotions can't be measured in money."
Sienna dropped a sentence and went after Tyrone in front: "Wait for me!"
Without stopping, Tyrone turned his head and asked, "Is your foot okay?"
"Anyway, it doesn't hurt anymore." Sienna tried to hold his hand but failed, and said, "I didn't thank you properly for saving me. Thanks to you today."
Tyrone turned a blind eye to her flattery and said as he walked, "It was my instinct to save you. I can't just stand by and do nothing." You don't have to take it to heart, just keep your distance from me."
'No, I just want to follow you!' She sweetly said, "I have only now discovered that you are my lucky star, and with you, my safety level is constantly rising."
Yes, he has been her lucky star since that night five years ago.
Because of him, she has Rory, full of memories.
Whenever she recalled the events of that night, the past was so vivid as if it had happened just yesterday, so clear and so thrilling.
"How creepy it is to me." Tyrone didn't take her true words seriously: "I'm telling you, just like Delilah, stay away from me!"
To put it bluntly, his suspicion of her has not been completely dispelled.