At Aurora, the estate where all the nightmares of the son-in-law unfolded, the double found himself in the lap of luxury."Is there anything else you need?" Butler Morgan inquired, setting down a stack of business management books on Marcus's bed.He cast a cautious glance at Marcus, who lounged on the bed, engrossed in a business management book, while the maid, Jaime, fed him grapes."Turn up the air conditioning," Marcus ordered nonchalantly, his gaze fixed on the pages."The air conditioning?" Morgan echoed, unsure, but he complied with Marcus's request.Though outwardly composed, inwardly, Morgan seethed with impatience.Marcus had arrived that morning and had been bossing them around incessantly since. And his demands were anything but ordinary. Marcus had already toggled the air conditioning between low and high settings numerous times, as if it were some sort of game."What? Is there a problem?" Marcus snapped."None, sir," Morgan replied politely, though irritation simmered b
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