The news caught Renee off guard, leaving her with no time to prepare. By the time she finished her work, the clock had almost struck five in the afternoon.

Renee pressed the elevator button, signaling her ascent to the thirty-eighth floor.

To her surprise, as the elevator doors glided open, Marcelo emerged in a wheelchair.

He seemed taken aback as Renee approached him willingly.

"Planning to join Harvillston?" he inquired.

Renee, momentarily shocked, had almost forgotten about it. "No, I came to ask if

you're attending a welcome party tonight."

Marcelo's tongue brushed against the back of his teeth, a clear sign of his displeasure with Renee's persistent refusal to join his company.

He desired to have Renee under his watchful eye all the time, the most comforting approach for him.

Renee approached Marcelo with her chin slightly lifted, her radiant face adorned with a subtle coquettish charm.

"I would like to attend Miss Lambert's welcome party as well. Would you mind having me as your companion?" she asked.

Luke was left speechless.

This didn't seem like Renee was going as a companion to a welcome party.

It felt more like she was going there for a confrontation.

At that moment, Marcelo's phone rang.

Renee glanced at the caller ID. It was Vivian.

The CEO's floor was quiet, and being in proximity, Renee could faintly hear Vivian's voice emanating from the phone.

"Marcelo, have you wrapped up your work? Will you come tonight?"

Her voice resonated with cheerfulness and sweetness, carrying the unique emotions of a young girl.

Renee observed Marcelo silently, her previously relaxed expression now stiffening, her smile fading.

Marcelo cast a glance at Renee and replied, "Yes."

Vivian continued happily, "I just returned to the country and don't have close friends here. Can you be my male companion tonight?"

"No,"Marcelo replied without hesitation. "I already have a female companion."

Renee couldn't hear Vivian's words clearly, but Marcelo's reply hinted at his rejection of being Vivian's male companion.

After Marcelo ended the call, Renee furrowed her brow and inquired, "You already have a female companion for tonight?"

Vivian, did he have other choices

her efforts from the previous night

She seethed with anger!

aside and he took Renee's hand, gently placing it on

was momentarily taken

"Mrs. King, you

Hard to please?

ears involuntarily blushed a rosy

they're alone in their bedroom,

was easy to please and easily responded

something she couldn't

her whole body goes

Marcelo's teasing words snapped her back

her to lock

discerned

her frustration, playfully slapping his

at Luke left her

wore a stoic expression that might as well

felt her temperature rising

learn about

the person who invited her

struggled to follow

her being his companion, he couldn't understand why he would have any objections to her

probed, "Why didn't you explicitly mention that you wanted

a sigh, Marcelo inquired, "Aren't

it up, presuming she

to recall her somewhat

that she wasn't acquainted

simply

acquainted

presents a

"Of Course if there comes a day when I'm no longer Mrs. King, I won't be inclined

a Rolls Royce

day.

but Renee noticed Marcelo, in his wheelchair,

back, she locked eyes with his

that was both captivating

inquire about the sudden

her against the car.

door shut with a resounding

sensing the atmosphere,

if you're not Mrs. King, whose wife do you aspire

voice dipped low and carried a dangerous undertone

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