Hazel knows Director Autumn can't tell lies, and when Marcus is involved, he can't control her, but Director Autumn to say Marcus is her boss, and she believes that, and without being told, she believes he also got her the contract.With a calm face, Hazel listened to what director Autumn was about to say.“The young master also got you the contract; he personally told me to be friendly with you and not waste your time when you came to Sam Yellow company, which I obeyed. Even when your family wanted to get you off it, the young master personally told me what to do, which I did. Lady Hazel your husband owns Sam Yellow Company, and I work for him.”Hazel, at that moment, was frozen in her position. She wasn't expecting to hear any of this. How can Marcus, her husband, the man she has known for a very long time, suddenly own Sam Yellow Company and many others?Marcus noticed the sudden change in Hazel, and without being too, he could tell she was in shock. He knows it wouldn't be easy t
Hazel, at that moment, gazed at Marcus, who was seated quietly; he knew Hazel was mad at him now.Based on what she has observed, it appears that everyone has complete respect for Marcus. Hazel was lost for words. She is aware of this since nobody was permitted to enter the final floor of the Vegas luxury hotel, even though she knows about it, and it's all over the news, but Marcus still finds a way to convince her, making her believe they are repaying him because of his good deeds, not knowing he was busy lying to cover up his tracks, which made her angry. Everything Marcus did in the past that he used stock trading as an excuse was all lies. She faces“Bryan you can now leave. I want to speak to my husband.”Bryan bowed his head as he walked away quietly. He can't complain. It seems the young master's wife saved his ass again like she did the first time.Marcus couldn't say anything but bow his head without being told he knew Hazel was mad at him, and she had every right to be.“
As Willie stormed out of the master's office, his face looked deadly. His jaw was set, and his eyes were ablaze with determination. He knew without being told that the master was furious with him for failing to provide the identity of the man Marcus had met with. It was a failure on his part, and he can't afford to make a mistake ever again, not after years of unwavering loyalty to the master. Something this little can't disturb him. But Willie doesn't want to dwell on mistakes; instead, he focused on finding a solution to them immediately; he must reveal the identity of the man.Without wasting a moment, Willie pulled out his phone and dialed Marilyn's number.She picked up on the first ring, her voice polite but tinged with apprehension. She knows that for Willie to be calling her, it means something is up, or he wants to pass her a piece of important information.“Hello, Mr. Willie.”Marilyn greeted him.Willie wasted no time; he knew he had some important things to take care of a
Hazel just smiled and shook her head. She knows if she keeps showing her mother a confused face, she will think something is wrong.“Mother, nothing is wrong. I'm only tired because of the work I did today; that was why I called my husband to come help me out.”Penelope faces Hazel. She doesn't look convinced by what she just said, she has known Hazel for a long time, and she knows something is wrong with her; however, something tells her Marcus is the cause of everything, and Hazel is just trying to pretend.She pointed at Marcus.“Are you sure he's not the one responsible for this? I know something is wrong with you, and I'm sure he's the cause of it.”Hazel immediately interrupted her mother as she looked at her with dead eyes.“Mother, you have to stop. I told you already. I will not tolerate you accusing my husband again. Please stop. I told you already I'm just tired.”Hazel walked past her mother, and Penelope gazed at Marcus, who was smiling.Penelope's jaw tightened immediate
Marcus's face lit up with a sudden smile as he noticed Ivy hiding behind him, a behavior he found unusual since Ivy was not typically shy. Seeing Ivy's reluctance to interact with Marilyn, Marcus felt a twinge of surprise; he wasn't expecting that from Ivy. Ivy's apprehension towards Marilyn was unexpected, and Marcus couldn't help but wonder what might have caused it. He had never seen her push a lady's hand away and hide behind him. He faced Ivy with the look on her face. He could tell she was afraid. That can only explain all of this, but Marilyn had not done anything to Ivy before, and he was wondering if this was the first time Ivy was meeting her, and she was acting this way.Marcus then turns to Marilyn; he needs to politely apologize and address the situation before Marilyn thinks he told Ivy something, or she starts thinking something is wrong with her.“Sorry about that. My daughter doesn't like strangers petting her on the head.”Marilyn understood the situation she was in
Marcus's face contorted into a blend of regret and resolve as his memory flooded back. He remembered the promise he made to himself about not having dinner with any other woman outside of workplace. Even if it's something important, he doesn't care; he can't go to any restaurants with another woman apart from Hazel. Marcus's eyes which were usually warm and inviting, now carried a shadow of unease as he struggled to maintain his composure once more. He couldn't believe he almost forgot his vow so easily. A furrow formed between his brows, betraying the conflict raging within him. His lips pressed into a firm line, he fought the urge to falter, his jaw clenched in disappointment in himself.With a heavy sigh, Marcus spoke, his voice tinged“I'm sorry, I can't accept your invitation to have dinner. If it's related to your company, please visit Sam Yellow Company, and I'll be happy to assist you. Just give me a call beforehand.”Marilyn's disappointment flickered across her features, bu
Marilyn walked purposefully toward her car, her gaze steely and determined to see what lay ahead of her. With every step, her jaw set, and her eyes focused on the task at hand. As she slid into the driver's seat, She was headed to Hazel's workplace; she had done her investigation and knew where she worked. It was time for her to confront Hazel since Marcus was playing hard and she will get it done this way, and she had meticulously planned every word she would say to Hazel, and she wouldn't know what hit her.Marilyn's grip tightened on the steering wheel as she navigated through the streets. Marilyn was prepared to meet the challenge head-on. She was ready to employ any means necessary to achieve the master's and her own goals. Carrying the child of Marcus isn't a bad idea.Not long after Marilyn arrived at Hazel's workplace, Marilyn wasted no time. She marched straight through the entrance door, her demeanor commanding attention. The receptionist glanced up, and Marilyn's expressi
Marilyn's smile widened upon hearing Hazel's words, a flicker of satisfaction dancing in her eyes. She nodded eagerly, eager to further her agenda under the guise of a business transaction that was part of her plans, and it was working out perfectly. The cameraman had already sent her the picture she needed, and she couldn't wait anymore. The look on Hazel's face would be second to none, and she can't wait to see it.With a calm voice, she utters “Thank you for wanting to help out with my new project.”Marilyn replied graciously, her tone tinged with subtle satisfaction, knowing Hazel doesn't know what is coming her way.Hazel nods to Marilyn's words; she seems like a nice person, momentarily dismissing any lingering suspicions she has about Marilyn. Perhaps Marilyn's intentions were genuine after all, she reasoned. Yet, a twinge of insecurity gnawed at the back of her mind, fueled by jealousy of Marilyn's beauty and confidence in a young lady having a company to her name. That was h