Marcel was then asked to show his identity card by several people."Marcelino? Are you from here?""I am," Marcel nodded."Come with us now," said one of the men who had thrown Marcel into the room.Marcel calmly let himself be led to a two-story house not too far from the office.Aldi was already there waiting for him with a happy look on his face. Without much preamble, one of them immediately engaged Marcel in conversation."Can I help you, Mr Marcelino? Just say the word."Marcel looked up from his seated position, flanked by two of Aldi's burly security guards."I think I'd like to move the lab in stages," Marcel said flatly, his eyes looking straight at the mature man in the vest who sat facing him with an air of charisma. "I don't think the Delvino family home is safe anymore."The tall man with wise eyes looked at Marcel with narrowed eyes until they were just a line."I understand how you feel," Aldi said calmly as he stood up and faced straight at Marcel, who was still sitti
As dinner progressed, Herman occasionally asked Marcel questions."Where do you work now, Marcel?""Still at the small shop, Dad." Marcel replied simply. "If it's just this house, I won't make any money."Across the table, Ronnie shared a look with Shirley. It was the first time Marcel had been allowed to eat at the same table with their family."Oh yeah?" responded Herman incredulously. "Didn't you decide to resume the lab? I thought you were busy there, but maybe you forgot your obligation to help with the housekeeping work here ...."Herman stopped his speech when Shirley looked at him with a sulking gaze."Marcel still wants a divorce." Shirley told him.Marcel only smiled briefly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw how Shirley sneered at her own plate.That night, as usual, Marcel took his pillow and blanket as he intended to sleep in the maid's room."Just sleep in my room," Shirley invited Marcel hesitantly and reluctantly together.Marcel was initially unsure if Shirley mean
Upon arrival at the in-laws' office, Marcel went downstairs with Aldi to meet Herman together.Marcel, who was wearing a plain blue shirt and slick black trousers, walked beside Aldi, who told him to act like a conglomerate businessman.Marcel, who didn't know anything, just complied with what Aldi suggested to him."I'd like to see Mr Delvino," Marcel said to the clerk at the desk. "I'm his son-in-law, soon to be ex."The female employee reacted with difficulty as she tried to digest Marcel's words, but she went inside Herman's room to inform him of her son-in-law's arrival."How could he not know that you're the son-in-law of his boss?" Aldi whispered in surprise."You shouldn't be surprised," Marcel said in a low whisper. "My parents were hoping I would get a good career path."Aldi glanced around."It doesn't matter if it's a small company, you have dozens of companies ....""We're not talking about that here." Marcel warned. "I'm your employee, right?""Fine!" Aldi cleared his th
Since Marcel only gives her three million in monthly allowance, Shirley has returned to her arrogant attitude.Especially after Ronnie told her that Marcel was just hitching a ride with his friend who owned a luxury car."Seriously, so all this time ...?" Shirley widened her eyes after learning that fact.Ronnie nodded."But let's face it, at least we can still utilize your in-laws' debt to make some money." He looked at Shirley. "You don't need a divorce, you don't have to have sex with Marcel if you don't want to.""What the hell, Bro, it's unclean, you know!" snapped Shirley with a look of disgust.Even though in her heart, she was saying the opposite.At one time or another, Shirley accidentally saw Marcel, who had just come out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist downwards.It was then that Shirley noticed a physical change in Marcel's two arms that looked toned and full, as well as his broad chest to his boxy stomach."Maybe ... he has a gigolo job?" chirp
"I still want a divorce," Shirley whispered to her mother."Not a good idea," Reina shook her head. "Your husband's lab can make money for us, Marcel can also be used by you ....""He's a poor husband, I don't want him!" refused Shirley with a frown."But he can make millions from his work," Ronnie quipped. "It's just embarrassing our family name, Mum."Herman sighed."If this marriage ends, we all lose." He emphasized. "We haven't made any money back yet, so who's going to reimburse me?"Shirley rolled her eyes."If you stay Marcel's wife, at least you'll get some monthly money. She can also help around the house," Ronnie suggested as he did the math. "When else would you have a free mistress?"Shirley held her forehead, she wasn't sure if Marcel had any assets that he could drain."I'm the sacrifice too," Shirley complained as her parents conferred with Marcel again."I'll help," Ronnie said. "It's only natural that mum and dad don't want to lose, they've already spent a lot of mone
Two weeks passed peacefully. Marcel and the other tenants managed to live their new lives on a schedule set by the center.The neighbors accepted their presence without question, so they didn't bother each other if Marcel went out with his driver Aldi and two others every day."I'm surprised none of the Delvino family members have realized what we're doing yet," Marcel commented as the car driven by Aldi's driver drove towards Herman's office. "I think this is too suspicious."Aldi's driver, Diko, was still focused on driving and did not immediately answer."It's good if it's like this, Sir." Diko said after a few moments of silence. "It makes the process of moving your lab to Mr Aldi's place easier."Marcel was silent for a while as he thought."But it could also be an indirect trap," he commented introspectively. "I must remain cautious, including with strangers we meet.""I agree, sir!" said Diko from the driving seat.Not long after, the car stopped at a red light. That's when Mar
A few days in the new lab ...."You can't do that, Sir." Diko argued. "My boss has taken over ownership of this land ....""Where are the papers then?" asked Ronnie in a debt-collector-like tone."The letters, that's my boss's business." Diko stood his ground."If you can't show us the papers, we'll take over the land!" threatened Ronnie as he tugged on Diko's shirt collar. "Do you know who I am? I'm Herman Delvino's son, you should know that name!"Diko staggered backwards as Ronnie pushed him hard."Then can you show me the ownership letter from the Delvino family, sir?" said Diko while smoothing the front of his shirt."What?""Didn't you say that if there's no letter, it means the ownership can be in anyone's name?" replied Diko cleverly.Ronnie's face turned bright red when he heard Diko's words. He then turned to his men who were still standing at attention and shouted, "Level this place with the ground, now!"Diko turned around and was about to mobilise his men in anticipation
"You ..." A guard observed Marcel's face that was slightly hidden behind his messy jet-black hair. "Like the one over there ...."Before the guard could recognize him, Marcel turned around and immediately pulled Venya to run back. He bumped into one or two people who were intent on blocking his way."Venya, I need your help!" Marcel exclaimed loudly."Are you sure, Marcel?" Venya called back. "I can't fight, Marcel!""You just need to listen to my instructions!" Marcel said. "And do it without asking too many questions!"Venya couldn't help but nod her head."The important thing is that I can go home and see my father!" Venya exclaimed almost desperately. "I came here to continue my research, but why is it like this!"Marcel nodded his head, he stopped his running and lifted Venya up by her waist until both of her long legs were lifted off the ground."Oh my, Marcel!" Venya exclaimed in surprise."I'm sorry if I'm being rude! But please raise your legs high, I'll use them to immobiliz