NovelBarChapter 2971 With his piercing gaze fixed on her, Marcus asserted, “Well, if you decline my offer, | don’t mind seeking out Albert and proposing to borrow you for a few days. | believe hed be willing to exchange a secretary for a project worth ten billion.” “You audacious bastard!" Melissa cursed.
Marcus gestured toward the sofa. “Have a seat and watch some TV. I'm heading to the kitchen. We've got some mutton chops, your favorite,” he announced.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe softened his tone, averting his gaze. “Trust me, you'll enjoy it,” he assured her.
Melissa felt a pang of sadness at his words.
She sat on the sofa, unable to focus on the TV. It all felt surreal to her.
She swiftly retrieved her mobile phone and dialed Albert's number, simultaneously sending messages to her subordinates. Engrossed in her tasks, she processed paperwork using her phone. In truth, she refused to be idle, purposely avoiding thoughts of Marcus to the point of momentarily forgetting her surroundings.
Despite her efforts, memories of their past flooded back.
(Eagles) ‘s (Eagles) Marcus poured her a glass of milk.
He then disappeared into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
The mutton chops were expertly roasted in the oven, perfectly seasoned to capture the essence of authentic French cuisine.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlongside, an array of other dishes adorned the table, each equally enticing in appearance.
Marcus, while serving the dishes, maintained his noble and elegant demeanor.
“Dinner’s served!” He announced it loudly.
Seated at the table, Melissa glanced at her watch, which was from a famous brand but only the basic model.
Marcus glanced at her watch. “Aren't you well compensated by Albert?” Melissa responded calmly, “It's not about the money. I'm content as long as | can keep track of time.” Marcus served her a mutton chop, his tone gentle. “How have you been these past three years?” Before Melissa could respond, he interjected with self-deprecation, “Of course, you must've thrived these past years.” Melissa replied casually, “Yes, not too shabby! I don't plan on changing anything” Marcus’ gaze lingered on Melissa, noting her changed appearance and enhanced allure. Abruptly, he sneered. “Are you afraid I'l pester you?” “Certainly not. | trust someone like Mr. Fowler wouldn't stoop to such levels.” “But what if you're mistaken? What if | simply want you back?" Marcus paused, and then continued, “You're single, aren't you? Why not stay with me?”
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