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Here Comes the Lord 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
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 1 Wedding Anniversary
"Mark, we need to talk right now." Mark Ferro, coming home from work in his janitor uniform, was surprised by his wife Celia's words. He expected to greet her lovingly and give her a gift. Tomorrow, they would celebrate their first wedding anniversary. "Yes, Celia. I'm listening," Mark closed the door, approaching her. Celia's facial expression, however, didn't invite Mark to affection and hugs. She stood with crossed arms, her face indicating anger, a desire to vent. "Mark, we need to end this deplorable situation in our lives," Celia continued, "You and I work in the lowest positions at the company, we barely have enough to eat, and you can't give me what I need, let alone what I want, for a long time." Mark swallowed hard, understanding his wife's words. "I know, dear, but—" "That's why I've already decided. I want a divorce!" Celia didn't even give Mark a chance to try to argue. Her words echoed in Mark's mind for a few seconds. He thought Celia was just going to complai
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 2 Wrong Timing to Get Divorced
The package was red and heart-shaped, very romantic to match the occasion.Mark waited for her to open it. However, Celia, in uncontrolled rage, threw the package into the kitchen trash can where they were! "Celia! What does this mean?" Mark couldn't contain himself. "What do you think? I'm getting rid of these cheap gifts bought at the stationery shop! Is this how you want to save our marriage?" Celia retorted. "You didn't even open the package! Don't you want to know what's inside?" Mark approached the trash can. "If you take the package out of the trash, keep it! I don't want anything reeking like garbage! That's the last thing I need!" Frustrated and unable to take it anymore, Celia went to her room and slammed the door shut. Mark, scared, retrieved the package from the trash bin. He hoped the contents wouldn’t be broken. Discouraged, Mark decided to go to the bathroom with the contents. Once inside, he closed the door and sat down on the latrine. The wrapping was undon
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 3 Now I Pronounce You Divorced
The next day, Mark decided to go to the Braspolis City Registry Office to carry out the desired divorce.They barely had the energy to eat breakfast. Mark even thought that, with Celia discouraged, perhaps she hadn’t been serious.So, inside the car, he turned to her. “Are you sure, honey?”“Sure about what?”“About what do you want to do? You look sadder and more depressed than you did before you came up with this ridiculous idea—”“Start the car already! The neighbors are watching.” Celia put on her seat belt.It wasn’t this time that they would go by car. The engine, as if it were on Mark’s side, didn’t work at all, spluttering and making horrendous noises.Celia got out of the car furious. “Ah, that’s just what I needed!”“I’ll call the mechanic,” Mark said calmly.“Forget it. I don’t want to be another second late for the registry office!” Celia turned on her heel and left the parking lot.Mark had no choice but to follow her. He found himself at the bus stop.The bus appeared an
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 4 After Love Is Gone
Outside the registry office, Celia seemed to want to walk aimlessly along the sidewalk.Some would say she was thinking about the next stage of her life.Mark, however, didn't want to leave things as they were. He rushed outside and caught up with her."Celia!""For the love of Christ, Mark! Leave me alone, we are no longer married!" Celia yelled furiously."I know!" Mark grabbed her arm, forcing her to look at him. "But can't we even say goodbye?""Why?" Celia asked disdainfully."The judge must have thought you were escaping from a violent husband." Mark asserted, releasing her arm."I sincerely hope the judge thinks the worst of you!" Celia retorted."I didn't expect you to have such a low opinion of me." Mark lamented as he watched his now ex-wife."Mark, understand once and for all: I don't want anything to do with you anymore, I don't want to see you anymore, and I don't want to hear your voice anymore! Marrying you was the worst thing that ever happened to me!""You can't be se
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 5 Trading a Cat for a Hare
“Did you free yourself?” Adrian widened his eyes with pleasure.“Yes, now we are free.” Celia looked at Mark with contempt.“Did you hear that, Mark?” Adrian pressed the handbrake and got out of the car, “I hope you listened. We’re making everything clear before you see us at the company and make a jealous scene.”Mark noticed the ‘before you see us’ part and concluded that Celia had managed to get promoted in the company.Celia worked as the girl who delivered water and coffee to higher-ranking employees.To see the general manager's son, however, she’d have to be at least a secretary!Seeing how Celia behaved with Adrian, Mark concluded that Celia had chosen Adrian to be his new companion!But how could it be?Mark was tall and had a fit body, not too muscular, but to the extent that pleases the female sex.If he wore more trendy clothes and hairstyles, he could pass as a celebrity.Meanwhile, Adrian, in addition to being devoid of beauty, had a beer belly and crooked teeth even tho
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 6 I Came to Get You
Mark’s concern about the accident only lasted a few seconds after seeing that it had not caused any major consequences.Still, it was very embarrassing for Adrian to crash his car into a RAM truck that was traveling smoothly, without dreaming that he would be hit by a careless driver.Adrian got out of the car and immediately went to the owner of the other car, “Did you buy your driver’s license and it came in the mail?”The driver of the other car squinted. “What are you talking about, man? You were the one who strayed from your lane! You weren’t looking ahead!”Mark smiled slightly. Indeed, Adrian had parked on the wrong side (the driver’s seat would never be parallel to the sidewalk but in the middle of the street) and when he was supposed to get out, he got distracted because he wanted to provoke Mark.The driver of the other car got out and started arguing with Adrian. Celia noticed that the driver was wearing light clothes, probably returning from a camping trip with friends due
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 7 Mess in the Hallway
Mark asked Linda to take him to the company where he and Celia worked. Upon arriving at the imposing building with a dark blue glass facade, Mark was going to ask for a favor... But Linda was an efficient secretary and promptly parked in the back of the company instead of going to the building's parking lot. "Lord Ferro, I know you don't want to be recognized." Linda turned off the engine. "Thank you for your discretion, Miss Mattes. But none of this will be necessary anymore." "Why?" Linda asked as she got out of the car. She walked around and opened the door for Mark to get out. He answered as he got out, "The people in this company don't know, but I am the true owner of it. I bought it to give to Celia after we celebrated our first wedding anniversary." Linda was shocked. "She was going to receive this company on a silver platter?" The company they were talking about is a famous fashion world publisher. The company, called 'Glamour,' started with a weekly magazine, but then
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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
Chapter 399 Carrying a Carpet
Mark entered his study, exhaling deeply after a long day.The room was quiet, its dark wood paneling reflecting the faint light of the desk lamp.He approached his desk and opened his laptop, its screen flickering to life.Just as he settled into his chair, the familiar sound of footsteps announced the arrival of Regis, the ever-composed butler.“Good evening, Mr. Ferro,” Regis greeted him with a subtle nod. “We’ve taken care of the matter you requested.”Mark turned, his eyebrows lifting slightly. “Already?”Regis nodded again, his expression betraying nothing.“So, where is the runaway?” Mark asked, his voice calm but edged with curiosity.“He’s returned to Sterling University,” Regis reported. “However, he’s so ashamed of recent events that he’s refused to contact anyone from the family.”Mark’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “He knows he’s in the wrong. He’s well aware of how badly he messed up.”Regis inclined his head slightly. “What would you like us to do next, sir?”Mark
Chapter 398 Another Vasconcelos Meeting
The living room of the Vasconcelos mansion buzzed with tension as Althea called the family together once again.The air was heavy with stress, and the expressions on everyone's faces reflected the weight of their name—a name that had long ceased to be a symbol of privilege and had instead become a burden.“I hear today was an eventful one for some of you,” Althea began, her sharp gaze sweeping across the room.Gilson frowned, suspicion creeping into his voice. “Mother... who told you?”Sandro responded with a sly, innocent smile, while Claudia pressed her lips tightly together, and Nadir absently ran her fingers over the pearl necklace that was rightfully hers.“Is it too much to ask for communication in this family?” Althea asked, her tone cutting.“Don’t confuse ‘communication’ with ‘gossip,’” Gilson snapped, his frustration boiling over.“Oh, I see,” Althea replied with icy sarcasm. “Because I’m an old woman living under this roof, I’m not supposed to know about the messes you all
Chapter 397 Where’s Karl
Meanwhile, Mark sat in the near-empty café with Sandro and Nadir.The evening crowd had thinned, and the staff were wrapping up for the night. Some waitresses had already left, and the coffee machine had been switched off.Sandro leaned forward, his voice low but urgent. “It looks like they’re going to shut down. We need to act quickly.”Nadir sipped his lukewarm coffee, grimacing. “Hmm… This coffee wasn’t brewed fresh.”Mark smirked. “So, you’ve heard the big news, haven’t you?”Both husband and wife nodded, their smiles showing satisfaction.“My niece is getting what she deserves for choosing someone who doesn’t love her,” Nadir said with a hint of venom.“I should have followed my instincts about him,” Sandro admitted.Mark picked up a cheese puff, popping it into his mouth while mentally tallying the calories he’d need to burn at the gym later.“What’s our next move?” Nadir asked.Mark turned to Sandro. “Are you sure you still want to work at Vasconcelos?”Sandro’s confidence was
Chapter 396 A Tense Afternoon
Adrian stepped into his apartment, clad in a workout tee and gym shorts, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He had just returned from the gym, and his expression was guarded, his brows furrowed in thought.On the couch, Anthony lounged, casually watching TV.Noticing his son’s wary demeanor, Anthony muted the television as the commercial break began.“What’s wrong, son?” he asked, his tone displaying concern.Adrian placed the duffel bag on a nearby dresser, hesitating for a moment before speaking. “Dad, remember what you said about James? Turns out we were wrong.”Anthony’s attention sharpened. “What happened?”Adrian crossed his arms, a grim look on his face. “James has sided with Mark.”Anthony chuckled bitterly, shaking his head. “No, no. They’re not friends. James is just using Mark to get closer to Briana, pretending to play nice.”Adrian frowned, unconvinced. “But would Mark really be that naive?”Anthony leaned forward, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Since when did we as
