Chapter 45


    ra wanted to resist, but the fear of Marco discovering herplicated rtionship withn left


    her feeling trapped. All she could do was lower her head and silently eat her cake, pretending to be


    absorbed in its sweetness.


    His grip on ra tightened unconsciously. “This student seems pretty sharp,” he mused aloud.


    “How could she pick the wrong guy?”


    Marco sighed heavily. “She gave up a promising career inw for that man, and to think, the


    bastard doesn’t even appreciate her. He’s been nothing but cruel to her. I’m here to settle the score.


    I heard hended her father in jail and is now suing her for assault. I want to see who’s got the


    nerve to mess with my people.”


    “The nerve of that guy–I’m counting on you this time,n. I’ve heard that bastarx has some serious


    connections, but we’re going to take him down together.”


    The more venomous Mr. Marco’s words, the darkern’s expression became.


    Anders, sitting off to the side, quickly poured a cup of coffee for Marco, chuckling as he tried to


    sober Marco up. “Marco, you’ve had a bit too much to drink. Have some coffee to clear your head.”


    Marco waved him off dismissively. “Anders,y out the specifics for us. We need toe up with a


    n. ra has been bullied, and we can’t just let it slide. Back in the day, she was head over heels


    for that jerk for seven years.”


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    Before Marco could finish, ra stood up abruptly, breaking free ofn’s grasp. “Marco, my


    situation is already resolved. You don’t need to worry about it.”


    Marco looked puzzled. “Resolved? How did you manage that?”


    “We had a misunderstanding. Once it was cleared up, he agreed to leave my dad alone.”


    “Really? You better not be lying to me.”


    “Why would I lie to you? You’re back home now, so just enjoy your stay. Anders and I will take you


    to meet some old ssmates and teachers. Let’s have a proper reunion.”


    Marco was reassured by ra’sposed demeanor. He seemed convinced and nodded with a


    smile. “Well, that’s great to hear. It seems that bastard has a bit of a conscience after all. Otherwise,


    I’d have made sure he paid dearly.”


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    fan casually raised his ss to Marco. “Dealing with guys like that is my specialty. If you need


    help, I’m your man.” His tone was nonchnt, as if the ‘jerk‘ Marco was referring to wasn’t him at


    all.


    Anders‘ face betrayed a hint of bitterness before he excused himself and left the room. Standing


    in the hallway, he stared out at the glittering night lights, feeling his mood plummet


    Anders had sought his father’s help to save Casey, but his father had warned him that crossingn


    could mean his own downfall. Desperate, Anders had driven overnight to the city to seek out Marco,


    having heard that Marco had powerful connections in Northbridge that might help stand up ton.


    However, what Anders hadn’t expected was that Marco’s powerful connection wasn himself.


    Feeling a tightness in his chest, Anders lit a cigarette, the flickering me entuating his chiseled


    features.


    Just then, ra’s voice came from behind him. “Anders.”


    He quickly snuffed out the cigarette, turning around with a forced smile. “You came out too?”


    ra stepped closer, tilting her head to look up at him. “Anders, do you look down on me?”


    Anders felt his heart contract; his voice came out slightly hoarse. “No, not at all.”