No Strings Attached

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Marco burst into laughter, his voice rich with the timbre of experience, “What’s the matter, kiddo? You think I have passed his prime?”

“Not at all,” came the reply. “In my eyes, you’re still the dashing young man you’ve always been.

“Come on now, I’m well into my sixties; ‘dashing‘ is a young man’s game. But enough about me – you’re looking a bit worn out. Anders mentioned you hit a rough patch, so I thought I’d drop by and check on you.”

Clara couldn’t hold back the tears that had been pooling at the edges of her eyes. It had been three years since she’d last seen Marco, yet the moment he heard she was in trouble, he’d come without hesitation. She was overwhelmed by his kindness and didn’t know how she could ever repay it.

Clara hung her head, feeling a mix of gratitude and guilt. “I’m sorry for worrying you, Marco.”

The trio, reunited after a considerable absence, chatted merrily.

Then, Marco’s phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered with a twinkle in his eye, “You little brat.”

the other end teased, “Hey, old man, sneaking off

tell a brat who won’t even greet his grand–uncle properly? And why

are you? I’ll

Grand Mansion, room 808. And don’t forget to bring a box of

“The cheesecake you love I’ve asked

pay attention, assuming Marco had just

door to the private room swung open. lan strolled in, with a

it

with his usual confident stride, his voice a

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your age? Aren’t you worried about

giving him a stern

the cheesecake in front of Clara, a smile spreading across his face, “Here you go, girl. Enjoy your favorite.”

Clara. She seemed almost like she didn’t recognize lan. Since he’d walked in, she’d barely given

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