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
She has been noticing it whenever Ivy is around strange things intend to happen, and it happened again today. Could it be that the little evil child was the one who told her father about the food? If that was the case, how did she know she was not with her in the kitchen only she was there? However, she saw when he tapped his father, and she told her something, and Marcus told her to taste the food. All of a sudden, something was wrong. That little girl was wrong. That little girl is evil. She must be possessed by an evil spirit, which is why she never smiled at her.She needs to be more careful and more calculated in her approach when she comes into contact with that little child again.Outside, Marcus continued to walk with Ivy, his mind still reeling from her revelation. He had always thought that his true identity had been kept a secret. But now, if Marilyn knew, everything could be compromised. His thoughts were interrupted by Ivy's voice again.“Daddy, why are you so worried?
Marcus exhaled slowly, deciding to lay everything out; he couldn't keep it away from Robert if Marilyn was plotting something; she knows about her first, so he can look at it for him.“It's a long story. I met Marilyn at a business meeting the other day. She was charming and confident, and I ended up signing her contract. Everything seemed fine at first. But then, I saw her again at Crown High School when I was dropping my daughter off at school. She approached me, and it struck me as odd, but I didn't think much of it at first; I thought she was just grateful about the contract.”Robert listened intently, the concern in his silence palpable. It seems the young master is in a difficult situation for him to be telling him all of this. Someone has offended him, and he was curious to find that person.“Then”Marcus continued“I ran into her once more at MK. This time, things took a darker turn. She tried to drug me, Robert. I only managed to escape without eating the food. I was lucky. I
Marcus knew exactly what he needed to do. He had a clear plan in mind, one that required Zachary to step up and protect his hazel. He couldn't afford to have Hazel show any signs of weakness, and her hands had to be strong and capable.Because something tells him Marilyn is coming to hazel which he's not comfortable with, He can't take Marilyn with soft hands he needs to be on high alert and be one step ahead but for now, he needs to go meet Tyler for training, a crucial part of his preparation he can't waste any time.Meanwhile, Marilyn was in the master’s office, her head bowed low. She had rushed there as soon as she received the call from the master himself; she knew it's something that happen earlier. She was even shocked to see the master call; it's a rare occurrence that took her by surprise. The master gazed at Marilyn, his voice deadly, giving no hint of mercy.But she knew why she had been summoned. The master must have learned about what transpired today in MK, and she kn