It was the next day, Marcus decided to take a break and surprise Hazel with a nice meal since she had been working from home for days now, even though she told her she was supposed to take a break to rest, but she had refused to do so. Seeing her at home, he knows she would be comfortable, and when he feels like she has worked too much, he will step in to stop her like he did yesterday. He's also going to stop her today immediately if he feels she has overworked herself.However, Ivy decided to come with Marcus, and he couldn't refuse since today is a holiday, and even if he said no, she would still force herself to come.Ivy, on the other hand, was excited to spend the day with her father. She must tagged along, finally hoping to get the ice cream her father had promised her with a low voice.“Daddy, remember, you have been promising to get me ice cream, but you have not, and I need one today.”Marcus couldn't resist Ivy's eager face. He knew he had been promising her, and at the sa
Marcus noticed the eager look on Marilyn's face, her eyes sparkling with hope, and it seemed She genuinely wanted him to stay and be the first person to have a taste of their new food which is an honor undermining she doesn't know who he really is, and she is this respectful towards him tell a lot. But he knew his time was limited he needs to get Hazel the food and then go train with Mr. Tyler, and the crowd gathering around them might delay him further if he decided to join the queue again it might not get to him on time, and he promised to meet with Mr. Tyler early today, but accepting Marilyn's request might expedite his departure since she is ready to take his order all he has to do is just taste the food, and he's gone.Marcus started weighing his options to see which one of them would be suitable, and then he decided to accept Marilyn's offer. “Okay, since you want to give me the honor of being the first person to taste your newly added food, it's a pleasure, and I accept your
Marcus decided to hold Ivy's hand, noticing the way she was staring at Marilyn, and it was becoming unbearable to him before Marilyn starts thinking Ivy was strange, even though she must have known by now that Ivy doesn't like her. It's clear for everyone to see.Marcus wants to keep her close and prevent her from saying anything strange. Since she hadn't spoken up yet, Marcus assumed everything was fine with Marilyn today.Marilyn turned to one of her staff members, who accompanied her to the VIP exclusive area with a soft and commanding voice.“Make sure you get Mr. Marcus and his little princess whatever they want; anything at all should be provided immediately.”The staff member nodded.“Yes, Ma.”Marilyn then faced Marcus.“Sir Marcus, please exercise some patience; I will be with you shortly.” Marcus nodded, unable to say no again. He made the wrong choice, and he's willing to pay for it if it's to wait. he is ready to wait. He will just explain things to Mr. Tyler; he will und
Ivy's gaze was fixed intently on Marilyn, her eyes scrutinizing every detail of her face. Earlier, she couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, but now she senses something is off, and this time it's so bad, even more so than her first encounter with her. Marilyn's smile seemed too wide, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. Ivy's instincts were screaming warnings, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. She doesn't seem to like anything about Ivy the way she is staring at her, sometimes she would start wondering if she sees her mind because it's not ordinary for a little child to be this angry towards her it's becoming something else.However, she deleted the thought from her head that, if she liked it or not, her father would be hers today.Marilyn and the waiter stopped in front of Marcus, her face still beaming with a smile as she calmed down.“Sorry for keeping you waiting, Mr. Marcus. I really wanted to give you the best; that was why I took my time to prepare
Marcus turned to face Ivy, a proud smile spreading across his face. Marcus was amazed by Ivy's extraordinary abilities; no wonder Mr. Tyler had said she was special and needed protection. At such a young age, she saw right through Marilyn's plans as if they were nothing, and he had no doubt she would accomplish even more as she grew older, which made Marcus more jealous of Ivy. If he were the one who had the ability, it would have been so nice, but he chose his little princess, and he's happy about it.Marcus couldn't help but kiss Ivy on the head.“My little princess, you just saved Daddy once again. Thank you.”Ivy couldn't help but smile, looking relieved that her father believed her and didn't ask how she knew about it. She wouldn't have been able to explain it; she just saw what Marilyn's eyes did. But Marcus added“Don't say anything again, even if Marilyn says nonsense. Don't say anything; Daddy will handle everything from here.”Marcus didn't want Ivy to say anything that mi
Marilyn's face was a delicate mask, struggling to contain the storm of fear brewing behind her eyes. She knew that any hint of her inner fear would only heighten Marcus's suspicions of her without being told, she could tell he's suspecting her of doing something with the food. Marilyn tried to hide the fear in her, but her body betrayed her. She couldn't pretend as if nothing was wrong. She is becoming afraid of what Marcus would do if he finds out what she did to the food and why she did it. However, she knows she can't back down now.She tried to compose herself, forcing a smile that felt more like a fake.“Mr. Marcus, are you suspecting me of something? Why are you insisting I should have a taste of the food when you know I prepared it for you?”Her voice wavered, and she hoped Marcus wouldn't notice, she had never been in such situations before.Marcus's silence was deafening. His piercing gaze was fixed on Marilyn, unwavering and intense. Marilyn's thoughts raced. She knew he w
Marcus's face betrayed a flicker of skepticism, a suspicion rooted deeply in his sharp instincts; something was off. Marilyn agreed too early. At that moment, he started having this feeling that Marilyn would not eat the food; however, he decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. “Go ahead, eat from the food.”Marcus said, his voice tinged with curiosity.Marilyn, trying to maintain her composure, donned confidence written all over her face. She thought perhaps Marcus would relent once she agreed and ask her not to eat from the food again, that it was all a test, but he stood firm in his decision, his eyes never leaving her. Her heart pounded as she took a step toward the table, each movement deliberate and slow. Marcus watched intently, a faint smile playing on his lips, anticipating the revelation of whatever Marilyn had concealed, whether she was going to eat or not. Just as Marilyn was about to reach for the food.Ivy touched Marcus's shoulder. He turned to face her, and I
Marcus's face changed dramatically, a mix of disbelief and confusion sweeping over his features; he couldn't believe what he just heard. Marilyn had just told him to leave, and she seemed serious, her tone casual and unbothered.It was as if she didn't care that he had canceled her contract, and she hadn't even argued that he lacked the power to do so; it was as if she was expecting it. Her sudden change of attitude was clear. He could see that her attitude had shifted completely, and it raised his suspicions because her plans had failed. Marilyn had changed, and why would she even do that when she knew he was married? What could she even be looking for in him? He's just a worker at Sam Yellow Company. She is far richer, but with the way she is behaving shows, she knows something or is hiding something. Someone must be behind her newfound confidence, and Marcus was determined to find out whom.With a firm grip, Marcus took Ivy's hand.“Come, let's go.”He said, his voice tight wit