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Here Comes the Lord Chapter 100 Briana Connects to the World of the Living
Monday, workday. Briana's cell phone alarm went off, and she managed to stretch her arm to silence it, grumbling sleepily. "Urgh... Sleep was so good..." Briana looked to the side and saw her sly husband still sleeping on his back, wearing an almost imperceptible smile. With the blankets covering from his belly down, Briana admired her lord's face and chest with a smile of approval. However, fearing he would wake up and repeat their Saturday marathon, she quickly got up, transforming from fiery to shy and modest wife. On Saturday, she had been on the balcony admiring the landscape when two hands grabbed her by the waist and led her to the bed. Only on Sunday did her mischievous husband give her time to rest, while he left the suite as if he wasn't the least bit tired! Was that a benefit of the military training Mark said he had? Anyway, those thoughts were shoved to the back of Briana's mind as she picked out a formal outfit for work. Being alone in the mansion, Briana went
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 101 Meeting Confirmed
"Of course not!" Briana's downcast expression turned resolute in a matter of seconds. "They made me sign a family relations cessation agreement, right? Hundreds of guests served as witnesses." Luana reacts with relief, placing her hand on her chest. "Phew, thank goodness! Be strong and unshakable, dear friend. Count on me for whatever comes your way. You look like you were heading out to work." "Yes, I need to know about my 'project.'" Briana and Luana exchange three kisses on each other's cheeks. After Luana leaves, Briana immediately heads upstairs, determined to wake her mischievous husband. She thought about waking him, but to her surprise, Mark was already awake, putting on his clothes. It was the same simple outfit he wore when they traveled. "Mark, you're wearing last week's outfit." "My stuff is at your apartment," Mark replied with a smile. "Did you sleep well?" "Yes, and I'd like to keep sleeping. Reality is too cruel." Briana looks at one of the desks, "My laptop wa
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 102 Still Whining?
Briana breaks the hug. "Phew, thank God. Now we have to face another problem." Mark furrows his brow slightly. "What?" To Mark, 'problem' doesn't exist in his wife's vocabulary! "We're going to have to go to my parents' apartment to get our things, especially my laptop." Briana sighs disheartened. "Dear, why don't we leave the old things behind and buy everything new?" Mark suggests, wanting to spare his wife any headaches. But Briana interpreted Mark's question differently. "Are you afraid of what they're going to say? Mark, if I didn't want to divorce you when we were at our worst, how much more now that things are starting to fall into place?" Mark smiled ironically. No, dear, I'm not afraid of facing your horrible and useless family! I just fear that you'll develop gray hairs because of those losers. After the report he received, if the bitter and resentful Vasconcelos family finds a happy and radiant Briana, would they spare her? People who live in the dark hate those i
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 103 Briana Knows How to Hold Her Own
The family meeting in Sandro and Nadia's apartment remained tense among them. Briana patted Mark's shoulder. "Darling, let me speak. Don't expose yourself." "Briana, why do you always take the hits?" Nadir brayed in disbelief. "Ever since you introduced Mark to us at our house, he positions himself behind you as if he's afraid." "Mother, your anger isn't with Mark; it's with me," Briana retorted bravely. "We don't want to be angry, daughter," Sandro tried to calm the situation. "We don't want to, but that's what we have," Nadir replied sourly. "Tell me, you two: what are you going to do moving forward? A little party at the Aurelia Cathedral isn't enough."The wedding party is just the beginning. You obviously had a crazy time on that isolated island, but now you're back to reality." Briana turned red with anger. "Mother, don't disrespect me! Are you envious of what I've accomplished thanks to Mark?" "Thanks to Mark?" Nadir sneered, staring at the impassive son-in-law. "You hav
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 104 Sandro Has a Suspicion
Mark, finishing packing his and Briana's bags, heard Nadir's scandalous question and frowned in outrage. NO! They're not going to live in his house! Grabbing Briana's laptop, Mark noticed there was some dirt between the keys. Did someone drop cookie crumbs? Did Sandro or Nadir try to mess with their daughter's laptop after learning of her victory with the LCN Group? Resolute, Mark picked up the bags and returned to the living room. Before Briana could agree or disagree to bring her parents with them, Mark announced loudly, "Dear, here's your laptop. We can go." Nadir turned to Mark with bulging eyes. "We demand to know where you two are going to live!" "Dear mother-in-law, that's none of your business," Mark replied with an elegant smile, but the words burned like acid on Nadir's face. She gaped, unable to contain her outrage. "Is that how you treat your elders, you insolent? Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a pauper relying on the money and influence of others!"
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 105 Mark Prepares His Resume
Briana and Mark returned to Ferro House. In the suite, Mark puts his clothes in the closet he chose. Briana's voice reaches him. "You really didn't want them to come here, did you? I was considering it." "Exactly, that's why I wanted to stop you from doing this madness," Mark joked. "Maybe they'd settle down living in an environment that suits their lifestyle," Briana suggested thoughtfully. Mark shook his head and went to her closet. "Dear, people like your parents don't deserve to be in a beautiful mansion in an upscale, exclusive neighborhood. They don't know how to thrive; they don't have the gift." Briana was surprised by this. "How do you know that, dear? You talk like you're a born entrepreneur." Mark, feeling he had said too much, cleared his throat unnecessarily. "Uh... I can see these things, my dear. Tell me: who is the current president of the Vasconcelos Company?" "My uncle, Gilson, has always been at the helm of the business as long as I remember. Now he's taken
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 106 Changes at Glamour
Glamour had been notified in advance that Briana would return after lunch. All the employees were on edge, eagerly anticipating the arrival of Briana and Mark. Speculation about Mark's future was rampant. The general manager of this company, who had caused quite a stir by marrying in style at the most sought-after venue in the city, wouldn't have her husband working as a janitor, right? There was someone who was not pleased with that: Celia. Since then, Celia had been weighing the pros and cons of having divorced Mark. While idly chatting at Mary Ellen's desk, she asked, "So, how's Mark's new role here at the company?" Mary Ellen rolled her eyes. "The world is so unfair. We, the good citizens, work hard at this company and don't get the recognition we deserve."Yet Mark, a mere janitor who would do us a favor by disappearing off the face of the earth, has been appointed interim manager while Miss Vasconcelos is still being hired." Celia asked further, "And now that they're bot
Here Comes the Lord Chapter 107 It Wasn't a Publicity Stunt
Adrian Curtis was quite unwilling to acknowledge Mark as someone equal to or above him. "What's going on here? Miss Vasconcelos, you brought the janitor—" BLAM! Briana slammed both hands on the desk, filled with fury and indignation. "What's your name, young man?" she asked fiercely. "Adrian Curtis, I'm the supervisor of—" "Did you not pay for your cable TV or internet plan?" Briana asked disdainfully, feeling like she recognized Adrian's last name from somewhere. Mark smirked, hoping Briana would make the connection: standing before her was the son of the man who had drugged her! Adrian, on his part, was annoyed to be reprimanded by a woman, typical of someone like him. "Er... Excuse me, Miss, but I don't allow a woman to speak to me in that tone." Noticing a significant glance from Mark, Gene sprang into action, sharply questioning, "So you allow another man to reprimand you? OK, you careless one! Don't call her 'Miss' anymore, she got married a week ago, remember?" Adrian
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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
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
