For the first time, Marcus saw a sleek and expensive car without bothering to look at the name.The Driver opened the backseat of the Black Bentley, and then he left the way for the young Master to get in. Marcus slowly moved into the backseat, and as though the driver understood what was going on, he drove off as soon as Queen had joined the young heir in the backseat. Queen turned to Marcus, and seeing that he was panicking, she was forced to say what was on her mind. “Don’t worry, Master Marcus. We are going to find your sister. Nothing is going to happen to her.” She assured, holding onto the smile that was supposed to reassure Marcus. The Young Master nodded, but he couldn’t even get himself to force a smile, nor could he get himself to get a grip on himself. Slowly, he was beginning to sweat, and even the air conditioner in the car was not able to stop the beads of sweat from rolling down his face. For the umpteenth time, he looked at his phone, his heart beating like talk

“Understood, Miss Queen.” The man bowed his head, and then he cleared his throat. When he eventually turned to Marcus, he was curious to know who he was, staring at him with an arched brow. “Who is this, Miss Queen?” He asked, and before the lady could get to give him a response, he added with a disdainful look.“Is he here to apply for a job?” He asked, returning his gaze to the lady who gasped as soon as she heard what he said. Queen turned to Marcus, hoping that he didn’t hear what the insolent manager said, but his countenance had changed, indicating that he had heard everything even though he didn’t seem to be so much interested, his major concern was that he was eager to find out where his sister was. “Do you know who this is?!” Queen asked the Manager with burning eyes, pointing to Marcus who seemed not to be interested even for one bit. The Manager, Paul turned to look at Marcus, and still unimpressed because of his appearance, he scoffed secretly before he shifted his ga

Paul nodded at once, his eyes still glittering with the apprehension that gripped him. He inched toward the screens, but his concentration was not on them.“I am so sorry.” He muttered while he was staring at Marcus, but since it was very unclear exactly what he was apologizing for, no one knew the right answer to give to him.Right at that moment, his hands were slippery as he reached for the keyboard resting on the desk just below the screens, and because he was running out of patience, Marcus growled at him, his eyes burning with annoyance.“Hurry up!” Marcus grunted, causing the man to fidget. That was the moment Paul finally decided to focus on what he was doing, and moved to concentrate on the keyboard. Without delay, he displayed the footage from an hour earlier while he was still trying to stop his hands from shaking. “Out of the way,” Marcus said calmly, and then he inched closer to the screen with wide eyes. Queen and the two guards were also looking up while the Manage

Queen was taken aback by the words she heard from the dangerous man.She completely understood what it meant, her eyes turning to Marcus as though she was trying to warn him against an impending danger. “What is it?” Marcus inquired, his voice barely above a whisper. “We need to find a way to get you out of here, Young Master,” Queen said with a slippery tone, slowly reaching for her phone.She turned to the guards behind them, her eyes instructing before she could say it out. Slowly, the guards dropped the chair alongside Aria, and then they began to move toward the middle-aged man and the guards with him. Alfred snorted the moment he saw the men approaching, and when his own men decided to attack, he stopped them, putting out his hands with a wry smile.“I don’t think there will be any need for violence.” He said calmly, and then he turned to Queen, still holding onto his wry smile.“I am surprised that Duke would allow you to handle something as delicate as the safety of the he

However, Alfred didn’t seem like the only one who was shocked at that moment.The rest of the people in the room, including the guards stared at him with wide eyes, wondering what he was up to. “Found it!” Marcus chuckled softly, nodding in satisfaction. “Who saves his father’s number with just Father?” He scoffed, returning his gaze to Alfred. “That’s too simple. You made it very easy for me to find.” He taunted, leaving the middle-aged man silent. “We are going to call your father, Alfred…” Marcus continued, his voice low but sharp. “We will tell him that I have you, and that I am going to cause you the same amount of pain you inflicted on my sister. He is going to watch you shed tears. His precious son.” Alfred gasped, but yet again, he was not the only one who was shocked by what Marcus said.But the Young Master was not done speaking, returning his eyes to the screen of the phone. “Let’s call Daddy!” He sniggered, pushing the green icon. He showed the screen to the owner