Waylen had seen the newspaper and surmised from his son's grumpy tone that they had slept together, but Melissa hadn't acknowledged their relationship afterward.

The father experienced a mix of satisfaction and slight offense.

Marcus was really useless in matters of love and relationships!

Marcus didn't have time for this, ending the call abruptly before Sylvia entered to announce, “Mr. Fowler, Miss Finch is here! Looks like she brought you some... sweet treats.” Violette? Marcus frowned. “Tell her I don't like sweets.” Sylvia was about to head out and relay the message but stopped when Marcus changed his mind. “Never mind, let her in!” Sylvia was taken aback by Marcus’ sudden shift.

Summoning her courage, she said, “Mr. Fowler, I know you might be feeling a bit down, but...” Interrupting her, Marcus focused on his documents. “What are you thinking? Just let her in” Sylvia went to call Violette.

demure and sweet dress, presented the treats with a gentle smile. They weren't the

Violette said sweetly as she arranged the treats on the table,

newspaper from this morning instilled a sense of crisis within the

night with Marcus remained unidentified,

her concerns, Violette desperately wished to become Marcus’

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Violette must have looked into him

in them that time in that simple cafe

his craving had shifted to

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