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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.

are you suddenly craving

as he took out two tall glasses from

wine into the glasses.

After all, Marcos had not made any progress for the past few days. How could he

the hospital now. I'll go and meet her once her condition is better." Marcos did not hide anything. Kastov was his trusted

between them, making them the

Marcos'. He genuinely felt

of his drink. Luke and Luca's kindness was something he

it were not for Luca, he would be

be truly orphaned

was Saturday

the villa. Luca woke up early and was busy preparing food in the kitchen with

preparing some soup to take to the hospital and snacks

they might get a sore throat from eating too many

were made from almond nuts mixed with butter, marshmallows, and powdered milk. After heating the

and delicious. Luca believed the children

already done the preparations and was

looked at the white, delicate milk cube candies. She could not help but praise, "Ms. Craw, you're really good at this. These milk cube candies look so exquisite. The kids

faintly. This was her first time making

shaped milk cubes into separate packaging and then picked up

Ms. Craw. I'll leave these for the kids to enjoy." Aunt Neile had been taking care of Lanie, Rainie, and

a lot of sugar to it. Therefore, she believed

took some away, the kids

thought it was not

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 made enough for the three children and Aunt Neile's grandchild as