Marcus tossed his cigarette butt on the floor with a vicious smirk, burning a small black hole in the cashmere carpet.

Joanne screamed. The carpet was expensive and was one of the rare valuable items in the currently deteriorating Jenner residence.

“Marcus Grist, you b*stard!”

Joanne was ready to fight him with balled-up fists, but William held her back.

“Why are you stopping me?!”

“Get back!” William glared at her.

Joanne had been overpowered by William all these years. Once the man blew his top, she dared not say a second word and stepped back quietly.

William struggled up from the floor, his back and waist hurting.

“Marcus.” He took a deep breath and looked at the younger man with a complex gaze. “You’re right. Our families have been long-time friends. I should take care of you.”

Marcus glanced at him and smirked victoriously.

freeload here.” William lowered his voice. “But you have to listen to me. You have to do whatever I say from now

Marcus’ gaze turned vicious as

suffocated due

“You… Let go…”

through his teeth. “Hah, it’s an honor to have me freeload

and his face was turning purple. Intense fear crept from the bottom of his heart. Just as his mind went blank and he thought that he would die like that, Marcus let go of

the floor

daring to take a step closer

something for me? No need to make anything too lavish. Just as long as there’s

and growled before Marcus walked out. “Do you still want to marry Cordelia

paused in his tracks and looked at him

“What did you say?”

tried to catch his breath. “I said… I said that the marriage pact our families agreed on

brow with a greedy look

mean?” Marcus scolded him. “You want me to die,

William was practically glued to

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