Regarding the recent accolade Renee had acquired, Marcelo decided to seek Sherell’s insights at a later time.

Though his words appeared mundane, they carried the weight of a promise.

Feeling an overwhelming sense of disappointment,Renee’s eyes welled up, and she dared not blink, fearing tears would betray

her.

“What about the mask? You claim to lack the time to craft one for me, yet you manage to fashion one for Vivian? I saw the post Vivian shared!“She shot at him through gritted teeth.

His silence regarding the mask was an attempt not to overextend mself. Little did he anticipate Renee being privy to this information.

Making a mental note to gift a sports car to Damian the next day,Marcelo was grateful for Damian’s revelation about Renee’s negative feelings. Without his help, Marcelo would have remained oblivious to why Renee had been upset with him.

He then clarified, “It wasn’t from me.”

“But it’s credited to Mr. King,” She countered, skepticism coloring her words. “Do you think I’m easily fooled?”

Struggling to explain that the event was simply a coincidence, Marcelo dialed a number on his phone.

Perplexed, Renee questioned the sudden initiation of the call by Marcelo. Without hesitation, he opted to put the call on speaker.

The voice of a woman, clear and playful, echoed through the speaker. “Marcelo, you actually called me voluntarily. That’s so rare,” she teased.

“Vivian, someone claims the mask in your post is from me. Is this true?“Marcelo, looking at Renee, confronted Vivian.

Renee couldn’t help but wonder if this “someone” was alluding to her. She expressed her discontent by pursing her lips with an unhappy demeanor.

Vivian, caught off guard, apologized, “Marcelo, I’m sorry. A friend with the same last name as you gave me the mask. I didn’t expect it to cause any trouble. If it bothers you, I can delete the post”

“Delete it,“Marcelo ordered.

“Well…Okay.”

Renee detected a tinge of regret and sadness in Vivian’s response.

After ending the call, Marcelo fixed his gaze on Renee, raising an eyebrow and silently urging her to speak.

From the moment Marcelo dialed Vivian’s number, Renee’s mind went blank.

front of her was a persuasive and emotionally charged

between acknowledging her mistake and deflecting blame for Vivian’s

gray scarf in his hands. “You

“How did you know it was yours?

myself. I can

yourself?” Dumbfounded, Marcelo shifted his gaze towards Renee, recalling her assertion that

Confusion filled Renee as she pondered

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intricate design she crafted for Wyatt’s tie, she considered that if her gift to Marcelo fell short of Wyatt’s the, he wouldn’t

stunned, was now filled with

scarf away,Renee playfully snatched

should return it to the.” With a

She did it deliberately.

couldn’t help but

of his smile. When she came to her senses, she was pressed against the seat by

within the confines of

confined space, the air

you turned down being my date to have a midnight snack with Damian.“Marcelo retrieved the scarf

and magnetic voice added a layer of intensity to the

before realizing that she did share a midnight snack with Damian on the day she declined

her realization, he

I treated

he did not

haven’t returned the birthday gift Damian gave me,” Renee

round of arguments with me?” Marcelo arched his eyebrows

argue

you once snagged the box of chocolates Alyssa gifted me.“Kaiden wore an expression that silently

forgetting the incident, acknowledged Marcelo’s exceptional

about me. We’ve only become acquainted this month. Can they be

interest in her went unnoticed by Ellie. She was oblivious to his unspoken affection,

Renee’s hair Bracing

in a better mood, closed

makeup removal, Renee intended

clicked open, and Marcelo, tall and barefoot with wet suit pants, entered the mist–filled room.

covered herself with one hand while

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