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Shera pivoted her gaze toward Ryan.

“Be patient. The grand stage has not yet unfurled its destined act.”

Shera’s brow furrowed, her voice laced with curiosity.

“Could you elaborate? What lies beneath your words?”

Ryan’s lips curled into a sneer as he went on.

“Marcus sustained a significant injury. Despite his facade of appearing fine, he’s merely concealing his emotions. That wound will fester and give rise to complications, manifesting as emotional instability, irritability, and moodiness. Sooner or later, his true disposition will surface.”

Shera’s brows arched upward in sheer surprise. Had Marcus truly met with a grave injury? Ryan’s assertion held its ground; indeed, Marcus was wrestling with the tumultuous throes of an irritable disorder.

did he

wound be a harbinger of his demise? Shera’s concern unfurled like a

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expression. I’m innocent in this

undoubtedly take umbrage with whomever had inflicted harm

Due to the accident involving you, Marcus is lugging the weight of remorse. Harness his penitence to your advantage, and the path shall unfurl

words imparted, Ryan’s fingers choreographed a dance upon ignition. An assignment awaited them at the Devil Bar, where rendezvous with others

evening. Upon exiting the company premises, he glanced at his phone and discovered a message from Harlan. The message urged him to join at Devil

Bar, Harlan occupied Box Six. Marcus entered after pushing the door ajar. While the adjoining rooms resounded with boisterous music

lifted his head and said, “Ah, there you are. No drinks for you. How about

Marcus removed his coat, casually draping it over the sofa’s armrest, he settled down. The uneven illumination cast gentle shadows across his striking countenance as he retorted in an aloof tone, “Have you ever heard me

smiled, a faint smile curling across his