When Marcus’ wife had called earlier, he had told her that he was at the door of their home, However, he was still engrossed in his work at the office.

“I have to go to the countryside,” Marcus replied, indicating the reason for his urgency.

After reading the document in his hand, Marcus signed his name and looked up from his work.

Countryside? Derek understood that Marcus was going to the countryside because he was concerned about Mrs. Thomas.

“Alright, I’ll inform all the departments to hand in whatever requires your attention.”

A mere ten minutes elapsed, and the proficient Derek reappeared, bearing a stack of meticulously arranged documents,

Perched upon the plush leather chair, Marcus wore an enigmatic countenance. Having set aside the pen, Marcus gently pressed the space between his brows with a thoughtful fingertip, his complexion taking on a subdued hue.

“Mr. Thomas.”

crept over Derek as he meticulously computed the passing days, a realization dawning upon him — the hour had arrived

had been procured from the enigmatic Raven Island, its singularity emphasized

to a scorpion’s venomous bite, prompted him to exhale wearily before he disrobed. As anticipated, the

wound has regressed, the efficacy of the

for remedy, and disheartening reports from Raven Island offered

of medicine,” commanded by Marcus‘

Marcus’ wound. Once bandaged, Marcus donned his clothing gradually,

the countryside? It would be prudent for you to seek further rest

countryside would

of my actions.” Marcus picked up another document, delving into his business

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