Renee didn’t respond and continued upstairs, leaving Vivian behing in the room.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Renee found herself regretting not having Chad escort Vivian out. She wondered if Vivian would leave on her own.

Vivian stood there, seething with frustration.

How dare Renee treat her like that?

Chad appeared discreetly, hesitating.

“Miss Lambert, would you like to stay, or…” His unfinished words implied that it was now time for her to leave.

Vivian managed a strained smile. “Can I wait here for Marcelo? It’s my first time at his house, and it seems inappropriate to leave so abruptly.”

“Of course, “Chad replied.

In his mind, he found Vivian’s unannounced visit somewhat improper, given her lack of gifts or courtesies.

In the meantime, a car stopped outside the main building of the mansion.

The staff, once used to Marcelo being a workaholic, now observed him returning home on time each day.

Entering the house, Marcelo immediately felt something was off.

Before he could put his finger on it, he noticed activity in the kitchen.

The light was on, and he heard a woman’s voice.

His heart leapt, thinking of Renee, and he quickly made his way to the kitchen.

There, a woman in an apron stood at the counter, her back to the door, busily adding yams to a pot.

Was Renee cooking?

Regardless of the outcome,Marcelo resolved to appreciate her effort tonight.

The usual coldness in his eyes softened.

“Renee…”

“Marcelo, you’re back!“Vivian’s voice, filled with surprise, cut him off.

The emerging smile on his face instantly vanished.

“Vivian,” he acknowledged, his expression clouding over.

He hadn’t mistaken her for Renee; he simply hadn’t expected any other woman to be at his house. Vivian caught the flash of disappointment in his eyes, and her smile faltered.

“I…came to discuss something with you. I thought I’d make you some soup while I waited,” she explained.

Marcelo showed little interest in the soup.

He simply nodded and left the kitchen, asking the butler about Renee’s whereabouts.

Renee, who had been sketching design drawings in the study, was called down for dinner. Descending the stairs, she found Vivian emerging from the kitchen with a bowl of soup.

as if their earlier confrontation hadn’t occurred. “Why don’t you

Chapter 168 To confirm

Marcelo, who was standing by the dining table, her expression a mix

+25 BONUS

of unease. He had just arrived home and

with a smile

watching, Vivian might have seemed

time Renee made her way down, Vivian had already chosen

slight frown, approached Marcelo and looked at him with a mix of assertiveness

declared, aiming to

deepened upon hearing this. Clearly, she had chosen

hand on the table,

voice carried a note of entitlement, almost as if

willing to indulge her, stood up and switched seats,

only served to

with a smile on

sounding both

at Vivian who was

was flaunting a piece of candy, clearly annoying

home?“Vivian inquired, her tone implying more than

is?“Marcelo responded, confused by her

either truly didn’t catch her drift or chose not

since Marcelo had already put the question out there,

insisted on you giving up

rude.”

to paint

comment. “She can be any way she wants

implied that Renee demand was no big deal because he remembered her going so far as to push or kick him in anger, which was

she wants with

behavior was typical or if it was just her not understanding Renee well enough.

catching a glimpse of

Marcelo. “The chef mentioned the

was her way of

Chapter 168 To confirm

+25 BONUS

as if questioning whether everything was still right with the

small bowl, he filled it halfway with the

much chance to cook while I was overseas these past few years. I’ve only made soup for

look, which

about to try the soup, doing

as he took the bowl, Renee suddenly stood up and

stunned and quickly set his cutleries down

up a lot. The intense feeling of sickness turned her face white, and tears filled her eyes, making her look

with one hand while rubbing her

mouthwash from a servant, and managed to say, “The soup’s smell

who just walked in and

dare she insult my soup like that?” she muttered to herself,

red.

to say to me?“Vivian asked, pretending

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255