The Divorced Super Rich Husband

Chapter 4

Marco smiled bitterly. He didn't believe Will's words.

"You called me young master? You seem to have the wrong person." Marco raised his glass, drank the martini in one gulp, and then finished it. His gaze went to the bottom of the empty glass. "How could someone like me be a Young Master? In fact, throughout my life, there have been too many difficulties."

Will pulled out a chair and sat in front of Marco. He looked around, and there were no people in the bar. Maybe it was because it was still daytime, so there were no visitors. He spoke softly, but enough for Marco's ears. "Young Master, as I said, you are the son of the Gallahad family, one of the most powerful families in this land."

The Gallahad family was one of the strongest families. Its status was unquestionable. Since several hundred years ago, the Gallahad family has existed and still survived to this day. If there was one clan that had survived so long through the various eras of rule, it meant that they had a solid foundation. And that's the Gallahad family.

"I know about that family." Marco nodded. The Gallahad family was indeed very famous. Almost everyone in this country knew about the outside of the Gallahad family.

 

Will flashed a faint smile. Marco saw that. He smiled sarcastically and said, "Even so, I don't believe I'm from the Gallahad family."

The smile on Will's face faded. He looked a little agitated, but he quickly composed himself. "What makes you not believe it? You've seen the faces of the Gallahad family all this time, haven't you? Shouldn't you feel a resemblance to them?"

Marco pushed back his martini glass. He took out a piece of money. "If I came from the Gallahad family, I should have been there long ago. I wouldn't be living in such deprivation as I am now."

"Sir, the situation is very complicated," Will said.

"How complicated is it? If I am Gallahad's son, why are you looking for me now?" Marco peppered Will with questions. What happened to him today hurt him deeply. When Will said something like that to him, he didn't believe it easily.

"Young master, the situation is very complicated. If I explain it now, maybe this story won't be finished in one night." Will explained. "I will explain everything gradually, Young Master."

Marco shook his head. "There is no need. I still don't believe it. I must leave now."

Marco placed the bill next to the martini glass. He started to leave. However, Will stopped him.

"Young sir, wait! Your father is Jordan, right?" said Will, trying to stop Marco.

Marco was surprised. It was true, and his father was Jordan.

Seeing Marco speechless, Will spoke again. "Mr. Jordan is the second son of the great lord Gallahad. However, he married a commoner woman. Since then, he left the Gallahad family and became a commoner."

There was no lie in Will's gaze. Marco knew that. However, many big changes had happened in his life in these few hours. "Whatever it is, I don't care."

Marco turned around, but Will immediately caught up and blocked him. "Young Master, you must trust me!"

"Why should I? We've only met once. This is our first meeting. Stop your tricks, or I'll kick your ass." Marco stared angrily at Will. He jerked his head, asking Will to step aside. However, Will stayed where he was.

"I swear, what I'm saying is the truth." Will tried to convince Marco.

"I don't care. I'm tired and dizzy. Get out of my way, or I'll use force!" Marco waved his hand, trying to get Will out of his way.

Will didn't move at all. He still stood in front of Marco and continued to persuade him. "Young master, I can help you get your revenge."

Marco looked bored. He just stood still and looked at Will with a sardonic gaze.

"I can help you, Young Master!" Will repeated it, trying to convince Marco. On the other hand, Marco saw that Will was earnest. Hence, he sat back down.

"Tell me," Marco said.

Will felt relieved. Marco was finally willing to listen to him. Although in his heart it was like a fireworks display, Will kept a severe expression. "Sir, I can help you. Make Stefani and her family disappear, or put Hansel in big trouble."

"Are you serious?" asked Marco.

"Of course, sir," Will replied. He looked more severe than ever.

The two choices were both problematic. Stefani, after all, she had a life. She also had many friends. Making her disappear suddenly would cause more complex problems in the future. However, if Will could take care of her without a trace, it meant that Will had a strong network. 

The second choice is equally difficult. Hansel Burton is the young master of a noble family. He has been known to be generous and helpful to many people. Although he often makes trouble behind the scenes, the public judges him well. It won't be easy to make someone like him fall.

Marco thought about it carefully. Although he was furious about Stefani's betrayal, he never thought about taking her life. Therefore, he chose the second option.

"If you are capable, do the second option," Marco spoke lazily. He took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Will nodded enthusiastically. "Give me half an hour, young master. I will finish it satisfactorily."

Marco took a slow drag on his cigarette. "As you wish."

After getting the order from Marco, Will reached into his pocket and took out a cell phone. He called someone. "Do the second option. In thirty minutes, everything should be done."

Seeing what Will was doing, Marco smiled.

"Good drama." I don't know if this is a compliment or a taunt, but Will can only respond with a smile.

"Young master, you will have good news half an hour from now."

"Whatever. I never took this seriously." Marco took another drag on his cigarette. He sat back and asked for a cold bottle of beer.

After giving Marco a bottle of cold beer, Will excused himself. He had to take care of something for a while. Marco just nodded because he didn't care.

He was enjoying his time by smoking and drinking beer. Memories of his childhood suddenly came back to his head. However, Marco quickly dismissed them. It was just a memory. Memories that made his chest feel tight if he kept remembering them.

Marco moved and chose to sit on a chair in the corner of the room, a fairly closed place. A young man in a bartender's outfit appeared, but it wasn't Will. Marco didn't care. He took out his cell phone and played with it.

Almost half an hour passed, and the bartender turned on the television and opened the news channel. Marco was a little interested. However, after a glance, he returned to playing with his phone. Nothing was important to him.

Exactly half an hour after Will had called someone, there was suddenly breaking news. This was very shocking news. It was so shocking that Marco felt his jaw had dropped to the floor.