As Marilyn faced Hazel, she noticed a subtle tension in the air, but it didn't deter the confident smile playing on her lips. Despite sensing Hazel's anger, Marilyn remains unfazed; she doesn't care if Hazel cries or not. This was exactly the reaction she had anticipated, and that was the reason for her being here.Marilyn acted surprised as she picked up her phone from the table.“Oh, you mean this? This is the daughter of the man who motivated me to be who I am today. You can't believe he helped me get my second investment from Sam Yellow Company Yesterday, he's such a kind-hearted and loving person.”When Marilyn mentioned the man who had motivated her to become who she was today, Hazel's eyes narrowed in surprise. She hadn't expected such words from Marilyn, and it just proves she had a deeper connection with Marcus than she had initially assumed. Hazel's anger began to surface, unable to contain itself any longer.“You came here with a purpose, didn't you?”Hazel accused Marilyn

Hazel sat at her desk, her brow furrowed in worry as she glanced repeatedly at her watch. Each tick of the second hand felt like an eternity, amplifying her eagerness to pick up Ivy from school. Deep down, a nagging feeling gnawed at her, whispering if what Marilyn said about Marcus was true. However, deep down in her, something tells her that Marilyn was just trying to play mind games with her, and she almost fell for it, which will only change her mind if Marcus says otherwise. But for now, nothing changes; she will not confront Marcus about it, but at the same time, Hazel couldn't shake off the unease settling in the pit of her stomach.With a determined exhalation, she finally finished what she was doing, and the urgency to go pick Ivy made her swift to action immediately. Gathering her belongings as she practically bolted from her office, her mind already racing with questions she needed to ask, Ivy saw Marilyn, and she must have heard some of the words he said. She navigated thr

Willie's eyes widened as he glanced at his phone, seeing Vikki's name flashing on the screen. Without thinking twice, he knew the call carried weight and the master wanted to tell him something important. With a mixture of surprise and concern etched across his face, he hesitated before reluctantly swiping to answer.“What did the master say?”His voice dripped with controlled anger, a reflection of the tension coursing through him. He knows whatever the master wants to say must be something so important that would make Vikki call him; perhaps he wants to know if he has gotten any news concerning who Marcus met with.Vikki's response was measured but carried an undercurrent of urgency. “The master instructed me to relay a message: Stay off Marcus and the man he met with. The Black Mamba will handle it from here.”Willie's facade faltered for a moment, his expression darkening with a blend of disappointment. He understood the implications of involving the Black Mamba Gangs. They are a

Marcus was frozen in his position, his expression a mixture of disbelief and confusion as he processed Tyler's words. How can he say Ivy, his little princess, tigger such abilities because she was kidnapped, and now she can see through people? “Ivy… special? Her powers… true?” Marcus murmured, his brow furrowing in disbelief.Tyler's voice was steady, and his gaze was unwavering as he reiterated “Yes, young master. Ivy possesses abilities beyond what you may have realized. She can see through you, and I'm sure you have experienced it yourself, and that of that lady she called scary and has a dark mind; she saw through her too, and she is right; that particular lady must be up to something, and I want you to be careful, and I think it's still the beginning of your daughter abilities.”Marcus shook his head slightly, trying to make sense of it all. That meant Marilyn was having bad intentions all along, or maybe it was because she helped her. She thought she could have her to herself

After a rigorous training session with Tyler, Marcus felt an electrifying surge coursing through his veins, an inexplicable power bubbling up from within. As Tyler imparted his wisdom, Marcus absorbed it like a sponge, each word igniting a spark of newfound confidence within him without being told he now feels he can take care of everything himself; he doesn't need to be afraid of anything now, with a satisfactory look on his face he Utters.“Mr. Tyler, you're truly amazing. Just one training session, and I feel like I can do anything now. It's remarkable, and I love it. My body feels light, like a feather.”Marcus exclaimed, awe evident in his voice. He wasn't expecting it to be this quick and easy.Tyler's response was a simple smile, reflecting the pride with which he felt Marcus had progressed. He's a fast learner. “Young master, I didn't do much. You're a fast learner. That's how you were able to grasp all of this so quickly. All you need now is to control your breathing, and y