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.

his voice. “But you have to listen to me. You

gaze turned vicious as he

shocked, nearly suffocated

“You… Let go…”

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

bulging, and his face was turning purple. Intense fear crept from the bottom of his heart. Just as his mind went

to the floor with a

was pale from terror, not daring to take a step closer as she

“Aunt Joanne, can you prepare something for me? No need to

you…” William hacked a violent cough and growled before Marcus walked out. “Do you

paused in his tracks and

“What did you say?”

the marriage pact our families agreed on involves you and Cordelia. Now that she ran away with Zephyr Hamerton,

greedy look that turned swiftly

old b*stard! What the f*ck do you mean?” Marcus

that he was going berserk again, William was practically glued to the

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