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The Amazing Marcus Puth Frustrated
“How may I be of help sir? He asked, from the other end of the phone.“Collaborate with the Xavier company," he said, his voice brooking no argument. On the other end of the line, Devon replied with a simple, "Yes, sir." Hanging up. Marcus changed into a more comfortable outfit, and stepped out of his room, only to be met with Amayah, sitting at the dining table. Her eyes narrowed into a glare as he walked past, but Marcus remained unaffected, continuing on his way without a word.Amayah's call to Owen was fueled by her seething rage. She couldn't believe Marcus had been released from jail, and she wanted him to suffer as she had. In her mind, he should be begging for her forgiveness, but his stoic attitude showed no signs of remorse. "How dare he act so unaffected?" she thought, her fingers curling into fists. The lack of fear and humility in Marcus's demeanor only heightened her fury, making her more determined than ever to see him brought to his knees.Marcus stepped out of his
The Amazing Marcus Puth Disgrace Marcus.
“Mr Devon, I’m Sandra’s brother,” he said, stretching his hands but he was simply ignored. Mr Devon eyes racked his body with disgust that he had to look at himself but he was perfectly fine.Mr. Devon's gaze turned to Marcus, his face contorted in disgust. Without a second thought, he blurted out, "I'm sure you can smell that unpleasant odor. Well, it's coming from this ragamuffin standing in front of me." He pointed an accusing finger at Marcus, who merely shook his head, unimpressed by the man's display of arrogance. He wished he could just tell him to shut up before his mouth be the cause of Gigi’s downfall.Mr. Devon's face grew hot with rage. "How dare you speak to him that way. Do you know who he is?" he thundered, his voice reverberating in the room. Marcus shot him a warning glare, his foot stomping down on Devon’s feet in an attempt to silence him. One more word from Devon would reveal Marcus Identity. Sandra's brother, stunned by the sudden outburst, stammered, "Sir, h
The Amazing Marcus Puth Fire!!!
Marcus roared with rage as he saw Devon personal assistant placing his hands on Sandra's face. Without a moment's hesitation, Marcus raced towards Devon and delivered a punishing kick, sending him crashing to the ground. He began to rain punches down on Devon’s personal assistant ignoring both Sandra's and Devon's pleas for him to stop. His hatred for anyone who disrespected women drove him to unleash his fury. Devon’s Personal assistant face was filled with blood but Devon did not quit, he kept on pouncing hard.“Marcus please stop!” Sandra cried out. As much as she knew he deserved this she just didn't want Johnson’s story to repeat itself.Devon heaved Marcus off his brother's body, dragging him to a corner of the room. Marcus was breathing heavily, hands stained with blood and his expression was cold. "Sack him," Marcus hissed, his eyes burning with rage."He's my brother," Devon protested, struggling to find the right words. "I promised my late mother to give him a job at this
The Amazing Marcus Puth Ruin you!!!
Marcus was paralyzed, his gaze locked on the image of his home ablaze, the flames dancing in his vision like a mockery of his life. He searched his memory for any potential culprits, but his mind drew a blank, his thoughts a tangled web of confusion and disbelief. He wondered if his previous enemies knew he was alive. Sandra, oblivious to Marcus's distress, turned to address him. "Marcus," she began, her voice brimming with excitement. "Do you think he'll change his mind?"Her question hung in the air and she waited for his response but she got none. “Mar…” she called out as swung around to face him, but the words died on her tongue as her eyes met his."Marcus," Sandra called out, her voice laced with concern as she hurried towards him. "Is everything okay?"But Marcus remained silent, his eyes fixed on the image that still haunted his phone's screen. Sandra's hand shot out, snatching the device from his grip."Oh my God!" she exclaimed as she took in the image. "Who sent this?""
The Amazing Marcus Puth Don!!
Don celebrated with his friends in his room, glasses of alcohol in hand. "We did it guys!" he exclaimed, a broad grin stretching across his face. “How dare Marcus think he could compete with me for Sandra's affection," he scoffed, his words laced with a hint of arrogance. "A poor man trying to rub shoulders with the elite. Hah!" His friends laughed, their voices filling the room with a chorus of approval. Don raised his glass, his eyes gleaming with triumph.“Cheers to victory,” one of his friends mumbled as they hit their glasses together.Don's mind swirled with vindictive thoughts, his obsession with Sandra a deep-rooted fixation that had burrowed into the core of his being. Sandra will have no choice but to submit to me he mused, his expression darkening as he reveled in his own power.His childhood affection for Sandra had led him to manipulate his parents into favoring her father, elevating them to the status of a third-tier family. Don had always fiercely defended Sandra fro
The Amazing Marcus Puth Underestimated
Marcus was seething with rage. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel of his car, his knuckles turning white as he read and reread the message. It was as if the words had been carved into his mind, taunting him with their accusation. He tried to think if had any issues with Don but none was coming to his mind. "Don," he spat through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with anger. "You've gone too far. You've bitten off more than you can chew." With a swift motion, Marcus started the car, his foot pressing down on the accelerator as he pulled out of the driveway.Sandra watched Marcus's car speed off, its engine roaring with the force of his fury. Her eyebrows furrowed with confusion, her thoughts racing as she tried to make sense of his abrupt departure. With a concerned frown, Sandra pulled out her phone, her thumb swiping over the screen to dial Marcus's number. But he did not pick up, his silence only heightening her anxiety. Where did he go? she whispered, her voice tinged
The Amazing Marcus Puth The party!!
Marcus dailed a number and with the first ring the person at the other end of the phone picked it immediately.“Hello boss,” the person greeted.“I want you to organize a party tonight. Invite top tycoons and the press.”“As you wish boss,” the man said and Marcus gave him a curt nod even though he could not see him. Marcus ended the call and walked to the mirror, his hands resting on the table.Marcus, his face alight with wicked glee, grinned into the mirror, his fingers raking through his hair, his eyes dancing with anticipation. "It's time to make my move," he muttered, his voice ringing with confidence as he pocketed his phone. With a satisfied smirk, Marcus turned on his heels, his footsteps echoing through the empty room. "Let's begin the show," he said, his laughter echoing like a sinister crescendo.Sandra's father's voice boomed over the phone, his words carrying the weight of his fury.Sandra, her phone vibrating in her hand, looked at the caller ID with a sigh. It was he
The Amazing Marcus Puth The battle has just begun!!!
Don and his entire family stepped out, their smiles wide and radiating as the press focused their cameras on them. Don’s father began to speak, his voice carrying across the crowd. “As you all know, we are philanthropists—people who help the poor and build homes for those in need.” The crowd erupted into applause as Marcus checked his wristwatch, a small chuckle escaping his lips.Marcus took a seat, puffing on his shisha as a grin spread across his face. He watched Don and his family with a sense of anticipation, knowing that his revenge was near. In his mind, it was only a matter of time before Don would be forced to leave this place in shame. As the press snapped pictures of Don and his family, Marcus continued to observe them, each inhale of smoke a reminder of the power he held.With a gleam of satisfaction, Don pressed a button, sending a beam of light onto the projector. The crowd erupted in applause, a flash of light illuminating Don’s smile. But just as quickly as the room
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