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2024-10-29 19:42:56"What's wrong with you Marcus, you think your little act of bravery now makes you at the same level with Maxwell? He's…"
"Shut the hell up Hannah, you have no right to tell me what to do, and who told you I was trying to compare myself with your so-called boyfriend?" Marcus cut Hannah's word, making her look at him in shock, indeed he has changed."How dare you raise your voice on my fiance!" Said a defensive Maxwell."You mean your fiance who's a public figure? Oh pardon my manners" Marcus taunted."Let's just go inside babe, he's lost his mind" Hannah said as she pulled Maxwell inside the building, feeling embarrassed.Marcus watched in smile as they went in, he dipped his hands in his pocket and made a relieved smile before turning back to his car. Sam, on seeing him, quickly opened the door as he walked in before the car zoomed off.***Maxwell and Hannah were greeted respectfully by the staff, as they both ent
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"How many times have I warned you not to call me a thing? I thought we'd settled this some days ago?" Marcus said with a serious face."What do you think you are doing here? Dressed in a borrowed suit, have you also come here looking for a job the same way you came to H&M? you begger!" Maxwell blasted him with insults.The guards immediately set out to interfere, but Marcus immediately signaled them not to, otherwise by now Maxwell would be crawling home without a limb."What are you doing here Maxwell? What'd you want?" Marcus asked with a calm expression."I should be the one asking you that, what on earth do you think you are doing in the Blackwood's mansion of all places, have you no shame walking in a place that is worth ten times more than your life?" Maxwell taunted."What's wrong with me being here? Am I not as human as everyone else? Or does that make you surprised?" “Don't ever compare yourself with others, y
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As Sam was approaching them, Marcus immediately sighted him and gestured to him not to interfere.'What the hell' Sam couldn't bear it. Why on earth would Marcus tell him not to interfere, it was his job to protect him. How dare they insult Marcus when he was indirectly the owner of this place. But an instruction was an instruction, he had to obey."Are you sure you can afford to pay up for the damage sir?" The retail worker asked, raising a brow, honestly Marcus doesn't look like someone who could be able to afford such an expensive item."Go on answer the question or I'll call the police immediately." Hannah said."Sure I can." Marcus remained calm, which was troubling for Hannah and Maxwell, could he really be able to afford to pay such an expensive watch? No. Of course not, not the Marcus they knew, he is just an ordinary cameraman he couldn't even pay up his house rent."Alright sir, how are you going to pay? Cash, transfer or with your debit card?" The worker asked."Are you ser
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Hannah's scream catches the attention of everyone in the mall. Everyone looked around to see what was going on. Marcus, Sam, and the manager exchanged a glance filled with concern and urgency. Without hesitation, they dashed towards the source of the commotion, their hearts pounding with adrenaline-fueled anticipation.Suddenly, a car crashes through the front doors of the mall, sending glass and metal flying everywhere. The car comes to a stop in the middle of the mall, and the driver jumps out, brandishing a weapon. It's clear that this is a robbery attempt, and Hannah is in danger. There were four robbers, and immediately one of them grabbed Hannah's purse. "Hey give it back." Maxwell tired to act brave, but the robber pointed a gun at his head. "Shut the fu** up. Or I'll blow out your brain!""Please don't hurt me." Maxwell pleaded."Now everyone, put your hands in the air, and get down." The leader of the gang ordered."We have to do something Sam." Marcus whispered as they bot
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Hannah doesn't need to be told twice. She bolts for the nearest exit, not stopping to look back. The other men are too stunned to react right away, but the leader shakes off the shock and lunges for the gun.Marcus sees him coming and dives to the side, but the leader is too fast. His hand closes around the gun and he swings it up, aiming it at Marcus's head.Time seems to slow down as the gun barrel swings towards him. But then, just as the leader's finger begins to tighten on the trigger, a familiar voice rings out from across the mall."Freeze!"The voice is cold and commanding, and the leader's hand falters. He turns, and sees a police officer standing at the far end of the mall. Her gun is pointed directly at him, and she looks calm and focused. Luckily for Hannah who had called the police to arrest Marcus during their arguments, the police came just in time.The other men freeze as well, their eyes wide with fear. They look around frantically, but there's no way out. The police
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Maxwell stormed into the house, his face red with anger. He slammed the door behind him, causing Hannah to jump in surprise."Why did you do that?" he shouted, his voice shaking with rage. "You know he's our enemy! Why did you try to help him? Why were you feeling pity for him?""What?"Hannah's eyes widened in fear as she saw the look of fury on Maxwell's face. She knew he was right - she had acted recklessly, forgotten Marcus was their enemy. But she couldn't help but feel sorry for Marcus, who had been injured trying to protect them all from the gang. Hannah had seen the look of terror on his face as he faced down the leader, and she couldn't help but admire his courage. But she also knew that Maxwell wouldn't understand - he was always so quick to judge, and never saw the good in people."I'm sorry," she said softly, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean to upset you in any way. I just...I just wanted to help him."Maxwell glared at her, his jaw clenched. "Help him?" He asked. "I sa
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Together, they had become a force to be reckoned with, as they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together. Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached
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Eli groaned but pushed himself up, adrenaline surging through him despite the throbbing pain in his ribs. “I’m good,” he gasped, his eyes darting to the downed guard. “Let’s finish this!”“Good,” Marcus said, his breath steadying as he turned back to the entrance, where the chaos was still unfolding. “Clara, stick close to me. Eli, take the rear. We need to find a way to secure this place before Magnus decides to make an appearance.”“Right!” Clara replied, determination etched on her face. Together, they charged further into the heart of the factory, the sound of the fireworks still booming outside, providing a cacophony that masked their movements.As they navigated through the maze of machinery and crates, the atmosphere grew thicker with tension. Clara’s instincts kicked in, and she felt a sense of urgency pushing her forward. They needed to find Magnus and stop him before he could mobilize his men.“Where do you think he is?” Mara whispered, glancing around at the shadows that lo
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