Chapter 1998

She greeted him with a smile and inquired, “Are you here to visit Mr.

Evans or to speak with me?”

Simon was prepared to plead.

Mark, in the midst of receiving an intravenous drip, was glancing at the news on his phone.

He didn’t lift his gaze as he casually remarked, “You haven’t washed your hair.

Your shoes are caked in mud, and your face is smeared with grease.

Mr.

Lewis, I have pneumonia.

With that appearance, are you here to visit me or to torment me?”

Simon felt a sense of embarrassment.

Mark maintained a polite demeanor with Simon out of consideration for Cecilia.

that Mark was not haughty and was, in fact,

knew Mark was far

ran

tone suddenly turned

“Mr.

be laid-back, but I’m not

my words, you can

out eighty million

formed

Mark’s tone softened.

honest, I don’t pry into

stand to see

He took a deep

“I’m overstepping my bounds.

your work matters

offer

Cecilia might accuse me of meddling too much, which could strain our relationship as

a balance between wisdom and

He was truly something.

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