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Here Comes the Lord Chapter 380 An Heir?
Mark stood in his office, deep in conversation with Gene. When Gene heard about Briana, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.Briana had already been taken home.“Really? She was feeling unwell? Poor thing,” Gene said, genuinely concerned.Mark shook his head. “What’s the funniest part is, I just can’t understand how she suddenly felt nauseous. If the symptoms persist, I’ll take her to the hospital.”Gene softened his expression, trying to calm his boss. “Relax, Lord Ferro! It’s probably nothing serious.”“Really?” Mark asked, raising an eyebrow.Gene swallowed, pondering how to broach the next subject without being too blunt.“Uh... how’s your love life going, you two?” Gene asked, nervously scratching the back of his neck.Mark froze for a few seconds, and then broke into a goofy grin.“Heh, heh, heh... What’s this, Gene? Already thinking about having cake at some baby shower?” Mark teased.Gene shrugged. “That’s what crossed my mind. Guess that answers my question.”Mark laughed hearti
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 381 Katrina Doesn’t Answer
At Vasconcelos Company, Gilson’s office door creaked open, handled carefully by Gilson, who clearly had no intention of risking the glass shattering again.His stern demeanor was a sharp contrast to the grim expressions of Claudia and Katrina as they entered.Katrina’s left hand was wrapped in a bandage — a reminder of the injury she’d sustained when she smashed her bedroom mirror.“You checked that hand properly?” Gilson’s tone was severe, his eyes narrowing on Katrina.Katrina glanced at Claudia, seeking solidarity before responding. “The butler took care of it for me. It doesn’t hurt or bleed anymore.”Gilson folded his arms, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “No, what’s bleeding is my heart!”Claudia’s patience snapped. “Oh, stop it, man. Melodrama is our prerogative, not yours.”“I’ll do whatever I damn well please!” Gilson barked back.The sharpness in his voice caused Claudia and Katrina to clasp hands instinctively, unsettled by his mood.“Here’s the deal,” Gilson continued, his
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 382 A Conscientious Employee
Glamour, night.The office was quiet as Mark wrapped up another long day.Standing behind his desk, he began gathering his things when the door opened unexpectedly. Viviana stepped in, her expression shy and almost fearful.“Viviana? What’s wrong?” Mark asked, his brow furrowed.“Manager Ferro,” she began softly but firmly, “I need to speak with you.”“I’m just about to leave,” Mark replied, glancing at the clock. “I need to check on my wife; she’s unwell.”“That’s exactly the problem,” Viviana said, her voice steady yet apologetic. “I wanted to apologize for the inconvenience before the gossip starts.”Mark stopped, his curiosity piqued. “I’m not following.”“I served coffee to Manager Vasconcelos, and she got sick,” Viviana confessed, bracing herself for his reaction.Mark couldn’t suppress a chuckle, finding the situation oddly amusing. “Viviana, no one’s accusing you of poisoning the coffee. Why would you even think that?”“You know how people love throwing baseless accusations ju
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 383 Expectation Vs Reality
The dimly lit Red Light nightclub buzzed with its usual clandestine and controversial activity.Dancers performed mechanically on stage, their faces betraying a bleak resignation as they anticipated what awaited them once the music stopped.Patrons crowded near the stage, their depraved grins betraying their eagerness to pounce like ravenous piranhas when the performance ended.In a shadowy corridor, Adrian emerged with one of the waitresses.This particular woman seemed anything but unhappy — her expression was one of delight, and her body language exuded satisfaction. Adrian's lean, gym-toned physique had evidently impressed her enough to endure the hours of debauchery he'd subjected her to in the back rooms of the club.Still buttoning his shirt, Adrian walked with the waitress draped on his arm, her hand running over his sculpted chest as she leaned into his shoulder.From the bar, Anthony observed his son’s escapades with a proud smile. This was precisely what he wanted.Celia co
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 384 Grandma Althea Opined
On a cold night in the Vasconcelos Mansion, Katrina entered the living room, longing to warm herself by the crackling fire in the hearth.The room, bathed in flickering light, seemed welcoming until she heard a stern voice from the shadows.“I’ve been waiting for you,” Althea's unmistakable tone cut through the silence.Startled, Katrina spun around to find her grandmother seated regally in her usual armchair, a figure of quiet authority.“Grandma Althea! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” Katrina exclaimed, clutching her chest.“You’re far too young for that,” Althea replied, her eyes narrowing with scrutiny.Katrina attempted to mask her unease. “I just came to warm up before dinner.”“Warmth might be the least of your concerns after we address the serious matters at hand,” Althea countered, her voice carrying the weight of family legacy.Katrina sighed and sat on the sofa closest to the fire.Her smile faded as she realized she couldn’t sidestep the conversation.“Grandma, I’ve ha
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 385 Congratulations in Advance
A sunny day welcomed the city of Braspolis, with the city activities capturing its peaceful awakening.In the quiet suburb, the Ferro House stood gracefully. Outside, a gardener tended to the azalea beds, meticulously pruning the bushes under the early morning light.Inside the Ferro House, in the master suite, Mark and Briana stirred awake.Wrapped in each other’s arms, Briana snuggled closer to her husband, a serene smile lighting her face. Mark’s broad, muscular chest served as her sanctuary.Suddenly, the alarm blared. Briana groaned, reaching out to silence it, while Mark rubbed his eyes, his expression a mix of sleepiness and reluctance.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Briana said, her voice still soft from sleep.Mark chuckled, “Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.”Briana stretched, her camisole shifting slightly as she sat up. “I may be beautiful, but I’m no longer asleep. We’ve got a full day ahead.”Mark swung his legs off the bed, his eyes scanning the floor for his underwear. Not s
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 386 Improving Career Without Using People
James started to live in Frank’s apartment but the place was a disaster zone.Frank seemed to revel in chaos, leaving clothes scattered, beer cans with cockroaches inside, moldy pizza boxes, and food scraps on unwashed plates. Dust and grime covered every surface, and the TV remained perpetually on standby.A true bachelor pad, born of years spent alone since his divorce.James, however, was unaccustomed to such disarray. Having lived in the immaculate Vasconcelos Mansion, where an army of staff ensured every corner sparkled, he decided it was time for a change.Wearing nothing but clean, bleached boxers and bright green rubber gloves, he prepared for battle against the mess.Just as he lifted a foul-smelling pizza box and sensed something move beneath the refuse, the doorbell rang, startling him more than the thought of rats among the filth.“Who could that be?” James muttered, cautiously approaching the door.“Who is it?” he called out.“It’s me, James. Mark,” came the reply.James’
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 387 Uncle Gilson Is Still Fit?
Mark slammed the door open to his office at Glamour, only to freeze in shock.Gilson was seated comfortably at his desk, a smug expression plastered across his face.“What on Earth are you doing here, old man?” Mark demanded, his tone sharp and impatient.Gilson rose slowly, his movements burning with sarcasm. “We need to have an honest conversation, my friend.”Mark wasn’t having it. “Listen here, the divorce between James and Katrina is none of my business, so—”“None of your business?” Gilson interrupted, his tone incredulous. “Then how do you know James asked for a divorce?”Mark sighed, closing the door and muttering a silent prayer. Lord, please let Briana still be at her gynecologist appointment...“I’m waiting, you fool!” Gilson barked.“Fine!” Mark snapped. “I spoke to James.”Gilson’s disbelief turned into anger. “How is that possible? You two hated each other!”Mark crossed his arms. “‘Hated.’ Past tense. We called a truce. I helped him get out of jail.”Gilson laughed bitt
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Chapter 408 Come Pick Up the Package
A practiced smile spread across Ray’s lips, his phone still to his ear.“Come pick up the package from my dressing room,” Ray said smoothly into the phone. “It’ll be easier this way.”He ended the call and slipped the phone into his pocket, his smile growing wider.“What’s going on?” Adrian demanded. “For days now, you’ve been acting more like a spy than an actor.”Ray chuckled. “Seems like you’re the one spying here, Adrian.”“I just want to know what’s happening,” Adrian said firmly. “Now they’re saying Briana has been kidnapped. Everything is going wrong all at once. I can barely keep up!”Ray’s smile twisted into something darker. “Funny you should say that.”“Why?” Adrian asked, his voice sharp with suspicion.Before Ray could answer, the door swung open.Two men in gray suits — from Vargas’ team — entered the room, their movements efficient and purposeful.Without a word, one of them locked Adrian in a chokehold, his arm tightening around Adrian’s neck.“Hey, what’s— argh!” Adri
Chapter 407 Eye for an Eye
At Vasconcelos Company studios, the filming for "Hope Alive" continued. Alanna Torres performed center stage, her every movement captivating the crew.Off to the side, Ray Dixon stood in the shadows, his attention fixed on his phone.His face darkened as he read a message that made his jaw tighten.The director’s voice cut through the set. “And... cut! Alright, everyone, lunch break!”A collective murmur of relief rippled through the cast and crew as they dispersed.Ray wasted no time; he darted toward his dressing room, needing privacy to examine the message further.Adrian, observing Ray’s abrupt departure, frowned. Something about the actor’s demeanor felt off.Turning to Gilson Vasconcelos, he broached the subject cautiously.“We’ll make it, Adrian,” Gilson said without Adrian or someone else asked him first.“Mr. Vasconcelos, how is your son?” Adrian asked, his concern shifting to another matter.Gilson’s expression hardened. “The ungrateful boy decided to return to university wi
Chapter 406 Mark Searches His Wife
Mark sprinted through the Glamour parking lot like a man possessed, his eyes darting between cars.Every vehicle he saw belonged to someone he knew—employees, executives, people with no reason to be involved.His frustration mounted as he reached the guard booth.Inside, Mauro, the usual attendant, slid the tinted window open.“Yes, Manager Ferro?” Mauro asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.“Did you see a car speeding out of here, carrying my wife?” Mark’s words were clipped, his tone sharp.Mauro’s jaw dropped, and his face paled. “No, Manager Ferro! No car came through here in a rush. If there had been a commotion, we’d have seen it and called the police!”“What about Viviana?” Mark pressed.“I haven’t seen her pass either,” Mauro admitted.Mark shook his head, his expression darkening further.******At Karl and Luana’s apartment, Luana entered the living room, rubbing her neck as the effects of the drug began to set in.Karl stood nearby, awkwardly clutching her blazer around h
Chapter 405 The Evil Plan Worked Out
Briana worked diligently at her computer, oblivious to the chaos unfolding outside.She paused her typing and reached for her coffee.The steam curling from the cup hinted at its freshness, but before she could take a sip...The door burst open with a force that made it seem like it had been kicked in.Briana nearly jumped out of her chair in fright.The same henchmen from the day before entered, their expressions dark and menacing.Without hesitation, they approached Briana and yanked her out of her seat. She struggled fiercely against their grip.“Hey, what’s going on? Who are you?!” Briana shouted.“Sorry, miss. Boss’s orders,” one of the henchmen replied gruffly.“HELP!” Briana screamed.One of the men quickly gagged her while the other held her tightly. Despite her muffled protests and frantic thrashing, they subdued her with practiced ease.One of them glanced at her desk. From his point of view, the steaming coffee cup sat untouched.“She didn’t drink it,” he noted.“Doesn’t ma
Chapter 403 It’s a Matter of Coffee
Briana and Luana were chatting animatedly about work, each seated at their desks. Luana shook her thermos, frowning at the emptiness.“Where’s the coffee lady?” Luana muttered.A soft ding came from Briana’s phone. She checked it and smiled. “Mark says she just dropped off fresh coffee for him and Karl.”Luana’s head shot up. “Karl! Oh, he’s here? That dog didn’t call me...”Briana’s smile faded as she stood. “He didn’t call you?”Luana shook her head, her expression turning serious. “And he didn’t come home last night.”“That’s odd,” Briana replied, frowning. “You should go to their office and see what’s going on.”Luana stood as well, her determination clear.As she opened the door, she nearly collided with Viviana, who was entering with the coffee cart.“Coffee, ladies,” Viviana announced with a saccharine smile.Luana’s tone turned sharp. “I hope your boss told you that you’ve been serving us old coffee while giving the fresh brew to the men.”Viviana’s jaw tightened, her teeth cl
Chapter 403 Glamour’s Dress Code
Mark entered his old, dimly lit apartment, greeted by Regis at the door.Lord Ferro’s expression was cold and detached, as if the matter at hand — Christopher’s life — was of little significance.“He’s in the bedroom, getting dressed,” Regis informed him.Mark’s tone was sharp. “Isn’t he ready yet?”Regis smirked faintly and disappeared into the bedroom.Moments later, he and Vargas reappeared, dragging Christopher into the living room.Christopher’s shirtless torso and haphazardly zipped pants betrayed his interrupted efforts to dress.“Hey, I wasn’t done getting dressed— what the hell are you doing here?” Christopher demanded. “I’ve already told them everything I know!”Mark’s voice was calm, yet chilling. “I just want to make sure you understand your situation, Christopher.”A shiver ran down Christopher’s spine. “I thought Alan Campos Rocha was handling this. Who are you, really, Mark?”Mark’s gaze didn’t waver. “I am exactly what you see.”Christopher’s indignation flared. “No sl
Chapter 402 He’s Still My Man!
Mark’s Old Apartment.Regis tossed a blanket over Christopher, covering him from the waist down. The gesture did little to alleviate Christopher’s discomfort, his unease palpable in the stale air of the room.Meanwhile, Vargas reappeared, dustpan in hand, sweeping up the pile of dirt he had gathered.“Did you come here as hitmen or housemaids?” Christopher quipped, his sarcasm cutting through the silence.Vargas scowled. “Hey, you’re not in a position to be making jokes, smartass!”A faint smile tugged at Christopher’s lips. At least he still had his wit.Regis, unamused, turned to him with a stern expression. “Mr. Vasconcelos, have you reflected on the consequences of your actions?”Christopher’s reply was quick and deflective. “I just wanted to return to my studies.”“Without saying goodbye to your family? Without confessing the truth that could set you free?” Regis pressed.Christopher smirked bitterly. “I don’t exactly feel liberated right now.”Regis remained impassive. “Mr. Vasc
Chapter 401 Back to the Origins
The apartment where Mark and Celia once lived still bore the marks of abandonment and poverty, worsened now by neglect and the absence of constant care.The air was heavy, the space cluttered. Yet, Vargas lounged on the dingy couch, idly scrolling through his phone, his lips curling into a faint smile as he chuckled at a comedic reel.The front door creaked open, and Regis stepped inside.His nose wrinkled in distaste at the sight of the disheveled apartment.The instincts of a butler immediately kicked in, compelling him to search for a broom as he passed Vargas, who remained engrossed in his phone.The trending dance music playing from Vargas’s phone added to the room’s chaotic ambiance.Moments later, Regis returned with a battered broom, its bristles worn and frayed.“Is this all we have?” he asked, holding up the broom in dismay.Vargas finally looked up, surprised. “Hey, we’re not here to clean. We’re here to watch over our prisoner.”Regis shot him a stern glare. “Get off that
Chapter 400 Taking Risks
The next morning dawned over Braspolis with a soft glow, the aerial view of the city bathed in golden light. The day promised a mix of tranquility and tension, a contrast that echoed in the lives of its inhabitants.Mark and Briana lay nestled together in the comfort of their bed. The silence of the room was abruptly interrupted by the simultaneous blaring of their phone alarms, making any attempt to continue sleeping impossible.Briana groaned. “Wow, who can sleep with this going on?”Mark chuckled softly. “No one. That’s the point.”Reluctantly, Mark reached over to silence his alarm while Briana did the same on her side.With a resigned sigh, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and slipped her feet into her slippers.“I wonder how things are with my family right now,” she murmured, her gaze distant.Mark, still searching for his boxers, glanced at her. “You’re dying to find out, aren’t you? Why don’t you just go over there?”Briana turned to face him, catching the implicati