Chapter 0139

Marens Bartz had just settled into a luxurious house along Coravela’s Arcfield Boulevard, overlooking the beach. The property offered stunning ocean views and was fortified with state–of–the–art security. systems.

It was a sprawling house for a man living alone, and his sudden arrival didn’t go unnoticed. Residents of the area speculated about the secrecy and speed of the move, some guessing a celebrity might have bought the property. But these rumors remained just hat–rumors.

Frederick, how’s the move coming along? I don’t like having so many people in the house. Make sure they wrap this up quickly and leave,” Marcus sald, staring out the window.

“Yes, sir. They’re almost done. This will be their only day here. Would you like to retreat to your study? I’ll make sure no one disturbs you.”

“Fine. Make sure I’m left alone,” Marcus replied, heading to the room that had been designated as his study.

The transformation of an ordinary house into a fortress of security was nothing short of remarkable.

Me had always been cautious, but after the attempt on his life, his paranoia had grown. Most areas

of the house were secured with restricted access, and only Marcus and Frederick had the codes.

Sitting at his black marble desk, Marcus caught his reflection in the computer screen. It was the face of a man worn down by life. At 35, he felt like an old man, his reliance on a cane adding to his sense of defeat.

“Marcus, you’re a cranky old man waiting to die,” he muttered bitterly to himself. “You’ve turned into a grump.”

let his mind drift, memories

to the beach right now?” said

the end of the term. No one will notice until

have to come back eventually!”

short not to take chances, don’t you think?

phrase. You use

the moment, but the sound of the door opening snapped him. back to reality. Frederick stepped in, his expression

that Mr. Albert Preston passed away in

Who told you

you that?”

news,” Frederick replied, turning

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hils mind racing. A sense of unease washed over him as a thought formed in

his head.

the person in New York?”

what we suspected. Frank Levett

don’t you think? It’s a strange

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