Billionaire's Revenge(50)

Darius gave a small groan, his hands once more reaching for hers, “I wish you had told me Sara...I might have been able to help” Her snort of derision made his brows furrow as she pulled her hands from his once more, a coldness filling her. “Help?...Your sole interest was in destroying or humiliating me...all for some belief that I was somehow involved in what happened six years ago or that I got some pleasure in firing you” Hurt once more filled her eyes, “Well I didn’t ...I had nothing to do with the theft...and while you don’t see it...I was the one who helped you...but I have paid for that...over and over again”, her voice once more saddening as her expression again changed, this time to uncertainty as she stared at him.

“When I told my mother and sister what you had said ...that you blamed me for being fired, Angela admitted that Nick had told her that he set you up” “Are you telling me that she knew and let me be fired?”, his voice hard as she shook her head. “No... He told her years later”, shaking her head softly. “Seemed that he felt that you were a threat to his chances with her... that you were out to land yourself the boss’s daughter... so he planted everything... I should have guessed... he always was a rat”, her tone venomous, surprised as he remained silent as she raised her chin angrily.#p#分页标题#e#

“So I was not about to give you the one thing that would allow you to fully destroy me” Darius looked back at her, his features sombre. “I would never have used a child Sara...never”, his words soft and low as she looked away, wiping away yet another tear with the back of her hand, nodding softly. “I’m sorry Darius. I know that things have been going so well...but I couldn’t take the chance...not with Carly. I have to make things right for her...I have to get things sorted”, looking desperately at the corner of the room. “She shouldn’t be there...she should be with me”, her voice disappearing into a whisper.

For several moments there had been silence between them before he once more spoke. “You said ‘what was left of your savings’ what did you mean by that?” Sara’s look flew to him, a small frown of surprise on her features before she answered slowly, “About two days before Tara died Ted Roberts phoned me” Darius remembered the burly foreman, a man he admired and liked very much, the only person that her father -an arrogant and bullying man - had seemed to respect, the two men having grown up together.

“He was retiring and my father stipulated in his will that he and his wife be given an all-expenses cruise as a final gift...apparently the cheque for the holiday bounced and he couldn’t get in touch with Nick or Angela...he called me because the money had to be paid that day” Giving another sigh she smoothed down her dress.

“So I went down to the travel agents and paid the cost myself...ten thousand dollars...I just assumed that there had been a mistake...that I would get the money back”, anger coming into her eyes. “But I didn’t get it back. You were coming against us and Nick was telling everybody how well we were doing...how you would fail...but the whole time he had been siphoning off money and lying about everything. A week after Tara’s death and being constantly brushed off for the return of the money, I went down to the office and demanded the return of my money or that I would call in the police” Her head dropped again. “That night he disappeared...and then everything came out. I had no money, no job and faced everything blowing up and becoming a media circus which would have killed my chances of adopting Carly”

Sitting back, Darius regarded her seriously, “So you have been trying to sort out everything by yourself? And all because of Carly?” Miserably, she nodded, “Yeah”, her tone full of defeat as she wiped away another tear, her voice becoming harder. “My mother and Angela ... God they make me so mad...but for David and Carly...I had to do what I could...even accepting your ‘demands’”

She looked up as Darius rose, his voice soft. “I should let you get back to Carly...she needs you” Sara was surprised, watching as he moved over to the door, holding it open for her as she also stood, expecting him to ask more, not sure why his lack of interest seemed to fill her with even more hurt. “Y...yes...thanks” Moving out of the room, he turned, his expression unreadable.

“I will have some clothes sent over for you...take as long as you need” Sara nodded, murmuring a thanks as without another word he spun around and moved back down the corridor, something so deep inside Sara tearing that he had left her when she needed him most. Pulling herself together she pasted on as bright a smile as possible, standing taller as she moved back into the room, Carly’s relieved look making the pain dull just a little.