Marco slowly turned back, “What did you just call me?” he asked.Chris stepped forward with a smug smile on his face, “You heard me, I heard about what you did from Raina, “you sick bastard.”Marco’s eyes immediately found Raina’s and she averted them, laughter bubbled from his throat and he couldn’t help himself.He burst into laughter, “You are right, I am a bastard.”Chris was taken aback for a second and he smirked, “You had the prettiest girl in school and you cheated on her, shame on you.”Marco sighed, “Yeah, I did that, huh?” he said.Chris didn’t sense the sarcasm in Marco’s tone. He was so engrossed in humiliating him.“Are you done? This is boring me.” Marco let out a yawn to emphasize his point.Chris looked around and saw people invested in the drama, he climbed one of the lunch tables and yelled.“Hey everyone!”The chattering stopped, all eyes were on them now and Chris was loving the attention.“Our favorite couple is no longer a couple because Marco cheated on our bea

Marco's heart raced as he darted across the parking lot, his adrenaline pumping with every step. He could feel the sweat dripping down his forehead, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He sighed in relief as he jogged to the car, there was a grin plastered on his face. He couldn't be happier that he was about to escape the clutches of Chris and his cohorts.Marco reached the car, threw open the door, and hopped inside. He settled into the passenger seat, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Just as he was about to speak, he looked up and saw Lily grinning at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief."You came at the right time," Marco managed to say between breaths, his voice filled with relief. "I don't know what I would have done without you."Lily's grin widened, her excitement contagious. "Well, that's what friends are for, right?" she replied, her voice tinged with satisfaction. She turned to Marco, her eyes wide with curiosity as she regarded him."Now spill the bea

Marco's laughter escaped him involuntarily, a mixture of disbelief and incredulity. "Destroy me? Come on, Marcelle. What could you possibly have that could bring me down?"Marcelle's eyes narrowed, his smirk deepening. "Oh, Marco, you underestimate me. Let's just say I've stumbled upon some rather interesting information. Secrets you'd rather keep buried. Trust me, it's in your best interest to heed my warning."Marco's laughter stopped abruptly, "You don't say." A surge of anger rippled through Marco, the next words were through gritted teeth "Interesting information, huh? You're bluffing, Marcelle. You wouldn't dare."Marcelle leaned back, his gaze unwavering. "Try me," he replied, his voice laced with a mixture of challenge and confidence. "I've never been one to shy away from exposing the truth, no matter how uncomfortable it may be."Marco's mind raced, desperately trying to piece together the puzzle that Marcelle had presented before him. What secrets could he possibly be allu

Mr. Ford was silent as he stared at his daughter."Not to interrupt this little family thing going on," Marco chipped.They turned to look at him but he was smiling the whole time."How did you find out?" Mr Ford asked."I made my research, although some people will give the first profit to throw me off their backs, but you..." Marco paused."You saw me as a means to an end, a little boy with no sense, huh?""Marco..."Marco's expression turned cold, " I want my money." Mr. Ford froze, Marco could see the fear in his eyes and he milked it."I am not going you ask again, Mr Ford." Marco grounded.If looks could kill, Marco would have already been dead."I don't have your money." Mr. Ford admitted.Marco sent a chilling smile his way, "I was hoping you would say that if you cannot provide my money within twenty-four hours."Marco paused for dramatics, "Then the company is mine.""Marco!" Raina yelled.Mr Ford looked defeated, "Why are you doing this son?" Marco scoffed, "Now you want

They fell into an oppressive silence as Marco's words hung in the air. Dahlia shifted uncomfortably, her eyes darting around the cafeteria, searching for an escape. Marco's gaze remained fixed on her, his expression patient. He had known Dahlia enough that he could see through her feeble attempt to brush off the truth.Dahlia unfroze, she stared at Marco with wide eyes before she relaxed. "I ran into a wall." Marco rolled his eyes, "you have to come up with a better lie than that. Who did that to you?" Dahlia's heart pounded in her chest, each beat echoing in her ears. She felt the weight of Marco's question pressing down on her, but the truth remained lodged in her throat, unspoken. She opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out. Fear gripped her, rendering her speechless.Marco sighed, his patience slowly wearing thin. "You know I won't let this go, right? I need to know when you started wearing heavy makeup."Tears welled up in Dahlia's eyes as she struggled to find