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.”

old man, sneaking off

jovial, “Why should I tell a brat who won’t even greet his grand–uncle properly? And why would I, when I’ve got my favorite protégé right here?”

I’ll come

Grand Mansion, room 808. And don’t forget to bring a box of cheesecake from Miller’s Bakery.”

“The cheesecake you

pay attention, assuming Marco had just made a

an hour later, the door to the private room swung open. lan strolled in, with a box

and when his gaze landed on Clara, it lingered for

his usual confident stride, his voice a deep rumble, “Still

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at your age? Aren’t you worried about diabetes?”

his hands, giving him a stern

in front of Clara, a smile spreading

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

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