Only Marcus could pull off such stunts.

But with the cheerful vibe around, it didnt feel right to bring the past up again. So, Waylen politely started a nice conversation with Shawn, who was as smooth as butter.

After a bit, Waylen headed to the kitchen.

Marcus, busy cooking, mistook his dads footsteps for Melissas and scolded, What are you doing here? Didnt I say rest up and chat with Mom? Its rare you all see each other these days.

Waylen loomed behind Marcus.

Hand on his hip, he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and snickered.

You cant even recognize your own dads footsteps? Your wife got the same stomp? Youre losing it, boy.

killed the stoves

his father, reading his stoic expression. Marcus wasnt one to be trifled with. Turning back to the stove,

he? Marcus wasnt trying to deny it, so

with Melissa. Even if hes got quirks, you have to respect that. You can throw cash to hush

calm, gentle tone, Marcus replied, I just brought Shawns family issues to light early. There is no

those weak justifications. I reckon Melissas just being fooled by

isnt naive. She figured

to

big-shot VP, and you got him doing some absurd task like that for you. Now that

Marcus kept cooking, unfazed.

he crossed some serious lines. He even raked in nearly two billion for himself abusing his position. I let him off the hook for Grandpas and your sake. I hinted and nudged Roger, but instead of pulling back, he thought he could outsmart me. Now Ive had it with him. If he wont leave willingly, hes got another option: jail. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

Waylen was floored.

a smile

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