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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.

hadn’t occurred. “Why don’t you try the mash potatoes and pork rib soup I

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unease. He had just arrived home and hadn’t yet spoken a word, but it seemed

a scat!“Vivian called out with a smile

might have seemed like the lady of

Renee made her way down, Vivian had already

Marcelo and looked

to sit directly

Clearly, she had chosen her seat strategically, facing Marcelo. What was

Placing her hand on the table, she demanded more firmly, “Marcelo,

carried a note of entitlement, almost as if

indulge her, stood

only served to infuriate Vivian

with a smile on

asked, sounding both resigned

at Vivian who was sitting across

flaunting a piece of candy, clearly annoying

home?“Vivian inquired, her tone implying more than

if she is?“Marcelo responded, confused by

catch her drift or chose

since Marcelo had already put the question

even after you sat down, Miss Hudson still insisted on you giving up your seat. I didn’t expect that she would be

rude.”

to paint Renee

brushed off the comment. “She can be any way she wants with me.I don’t

going so far as to push or

she wants with

Vivian couldn’t figure out if Renee’s behavior was typical or if it was just her not understanding

glimpse of this,

a piece of abalone for Marcelo. “The chef mentioned the seafood is especially

was her way of

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his eyebrows shooting up as if questioning whether everything was still right with the

clenched her jaw and quickly grabbed a small bowl, he filled it halfway with

better“Vivian offered a smile and continued, “I haven’t had much chance to cook while I was

look,

the soup, doing it for

as he took the bowl, Renee suddenly stood up and rushed to the bathroom, her

was stunned and quickly set his

sickness turned her face white, and tears filled her eyes, making her look

matter? Are you okay?“Marcelo asked, holding her steady with one hand while rubbing her back with the other, too

managed to say, “The soup’s smell made me want to

who just walked in and heard this,

implying? How dare she insult my soup like that?” she muttered to herself, her face turning a shade of

red.

something you’d like to say to me?“Vivian asked, pretending