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Chapter 1414 The Horrible Scene
Only when it came to mentioning his father would Marcellus show this kind of reaction. Since he was twenty-six, the
word "father" had become an unspeakable taboo in his life.
The deathly silence between them made the atmosphere even more tense. Marcellus's patience ran out, "If you
don't have anything else, you can leave."
Sir. Perkins stood up, and before leaving, he cast a deep look at him, "Push forward with the project properly, and
don't repeat past mistakes."
After saying this, he left the motionless Marcellus behind and walked straight out of the office.
As the door opened, the bodyguards followed closely behind, dressed in black suits and white shirts, walking in an
orderly fashion toward the elevator.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, after taking only a few steps, there suddenly came crashing and smashing sounds from inside the office.
Sir. Perkins gently closed his eyes, pretending not to hear anything.
On the other hand, Marcellus's assistant intended to step in to take a look, but just as he moved, a cordless phone
flew toward him.
Bang! It fell to the ground at his feet, breaking into several pieces.
The manager behind him pulled him back, "Don't go in. Wait for Mr. Perkins to calm down first."
It wasn't out of fear or neglecting his duty, but every time Sir. Perkins visited Red Cauldron. It would trigger such a
scene. The best way to handle it was to let Marcellus calm himself down.
Otherwise, he would only become more furious like thunder.
At times like these, no one could console or help him. The manager might not know the details of their
conversation, but each time it left Marcellus this uncontrollable, it meant something serious had transpired.
The assistant, still feeling a lingering fear, moved aside. "Then I'll wait outside."
After Beryl and Wallis returned to the hospital, Beryl's aunt and uncle also arrived, bringing some freshly cooked
soup for Amir, as they were worried about the hospital food not being good enough.
Seeing Wallis and Beryl arrive a bit late, and they couldn't help but ask, "I heard that you went to have lunch with
that boss at noon?"
Having just been scolded by Wallis, Beryl didn't dare to say much now. She obediently greeted them and then went
to fetch water for Amir.
Wallis sat on a nearby chair and casually replied, "We invited him for a meal. After all, he can be considered our
benefactor."
"That's for sure," Beryl's uncle echoed and then asked, "But for a big boss like him, it's rare to see him willing to
have a meal with ordinary people like you."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWallis sensed the inquisitive tone in his words. He was always nosy, eager to know about other people's affairs,
even more than the parties involved. But after all, they were family, and they were by Amir's bed, so she didn't
want to show her discomfort too much.
"He has nothing to do with us. We'll issue an IOU and have Beryl send it to him. We'll quickly gather some money to
pay him back."
Hearing this, Beryl's aunt quickly nudged her husband with her elbow and put on a fake smile, chiming in, "Yeah, the
money is borrowed, and it must be returned."
With that, the topic was dropped. It didn't continue to escalate, and if they had pursued it further, who knew what
questions might have been asked.
When Beryl returned to the ward, nobody mentioned Marcellus anymore. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief,
placed the hot water by the bedside, and massaged Amir's legs.
Having stayed in bed for so many days, Amir's body must have stiffened. Massaging would help with blood
circulation and make him feel more comfortable.
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