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Kastov nodded along with to words and said, "Though I'm busy, I can prioritize helping with it if it's Mr. Matysh's matter."

Ethan's anger surged.

Even if Kastov was capable of such things, he dared not to use anyone who worked for Marcos, as Matysh had warned him to be cautious of Marcos and his men.

When Ethan sensed the sudden change in Marcos' tone, he pointed at his bottle and said, "If Old Master Abaza finds out you're partying and drinking in A City, how will you explain it to him when you go back?"

"Am I not just having a drink?" Kastov could not stand Ethan using his Russian connections to assert dominance. He took the drink from Marcos' hand and said, "Mr. Matysh also indulges in quite a bit of alcohol, doesn't he?"

Ethan's face grew darker and darker.

"Isn't there an old saying that goes—what's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander? Does that not work in Russian too? Besides, if Mr. Matysh doesn't want Mr. Marcos involved in this matter, then having a drink shouldn't hinder Mr. Matysh's affairs, right?" Kastov was usually a quiet person, but when it came to discussing his work or anything related to the Island of Despair, he became more talkative.

Today, he could not help but lash out at Ethan, finding his demeanor unpleasant and his words offensive.

Ethan let out a cold snort, threatening Marcos, "I'll tell the old master everything you've been doing in City A."

"Hah." Kastov sneered, finding his words utterly meaningless. Ethan was acting like a little schoolboy, tattling on others. What was the point of doing this?

Marcos paid no attention to it. Ethan had been reporting his situation to the old master for the past few days. Adding one more thing about him drinking and having fun during Matysh's imprisonment would not be a problem.

Marcos said to Kastov, "Let's go inside and have a drink."

The two of them walked into the suite and closed the door in front of Ethan.

There was a loud bang. Ethan frowned. Marcos was not easy to manipulate. If the Russian family found out about this, he would face the consequences when he returned!

Kastov picked up the wine opener and uncorked the bottle.

you suddenly craving a drink?" asked

out two tall glasses from the cabinet and

poured the red wine into the glasses. "Something good? You found

any progress for the past few days. How could he have suddenly found

go and meet her once her condition is better." Marcos did not hide anything. Kastov was his trusted partner, someone he could absolutely

were no conflicts of interest between them, making them the best

Kastov raised his glass and clinked it with Marcos'. He genuinely felt happy for Marcos. It was great. At

his drink. Luke and Luca's kindness was

also knew that if it were not for Luca, he would

truly orphaned with no father or

was Saturday the following

up early and was busy preparing food in the

preparing some soup

worried they might get a sore throat from eating too many cookies. Hence, she decided to make milk cube

and powdered milk. After

delicious. Luca

preparations and was now shaping the candy into

looked at the white, delicate milk cube candies. She could not help but praise, "Ms. Craw,

was her first

these milk cube candies, but adults liked them too. She placed the finely shaped milk cubes into separate packaging and then picked up the sealer to seal the packages. Then, she said, "Aunt Neile, remember to take

leave these for the kids to enjoy." Aunt Neile had been taking care of Lanie, Rainie, and Tommy for so many years.

but Luca did not add a lot of sugar

she took some away, the kids would not have enough

it was not

made extra. Although they're made in a healthy way, it's not good for the children to eat too many of them. I'll pack some for you later. Remember to take them with you when you go home," replied Luca. She