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.”

teased, “Hey, old

warm and jovial, “Why should I tell a brat who won’t even greet his grand–uncle properly? And why would I, when

you? I’ll come to

to bring a box of

cheesecake you love I’ve asked someone

had just made a call with

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

indifferent, and when his gaze landed on Clara, it lingered

stride, his voice a

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sweets at your age? Aren’t

shatched the box from his hands, giving him a stern look, “Can’t an old

spreading across his face, “Here

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

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