“I think you should look at him before I have him punished. This won’t be the way I will return him to you.” Marcus inched closer to Alfred just to make sure that his father saw him properly. Thiago’s eyes sparked with annoyance, and he growled even though he couldn’t see Marcus.“Don’t lay your filthy hands on my son! You don’t want to know what I am capable of!” He threatened, but that didn’t seem like it was enough to deter Marcus. “I am warning you! Don’t touch my son! I will kill you!” he barked again, but Marcus scoffed, turning to the two guards who were holding Alfred down. “I want you to lay him down and flog him until I tell you to stop.” He ordered, causing the guards to arch their brows while their mouths were agape. They turned to Duke, but the old man seemed like he was also as surprised as they were as he was not expecting to get such an order from Marcus. Alfred struggled to break free, and he almost succeeded if not for the fact that the guards got a grip on them

“Our new home?” Aria muttered, turning to her brother for an explanation.“Yes, Miss Aria. Your new home.” Duke affirmed his words with a nod while his smile was still intact. “We should go see the inside.” He urged, taking the first step.Aria and Marcus followed reluctantly, and they couldn’t stop admiring the premises as they climbed the step that led to the main entrance. Duke moved ahead of them and the moment he pushed the doors open, he left them in awe their eyes widening in disbelief. “This is heaven!” Aria gasped, and moved by intense curiosity, she went further into the mansion, unable to concentrate between everything that made the interior of the mansion a wonder. Marcus was dumbfounded, his steps slower than his sister’s as he moved, his eyes moving from one corner to the other.It was very hard for him to concentrate on any particular part of the building.He wasn’t sure if he was to look at the rare and expensive paintings hanging on the walls, the luxurious curtai

Marcus was surprisingly silent, but it also appeared that he had plans for Philip, holding onto his deadpan and unreadable expression.Duke was visibly pissed off at Philip’s demeanor, but it seemed like it was already too late to call someone else. He looked at the time on his wristwatch, and that made him grunt. “One more insolent word from you and I will have these men whip you like an animal.” He warned, pointing Philip in the face.The arrogant fellow was forced into silence, his eyes wide with fear. Again, he looked at Marcus, and even though he couldn’t see anything that showed that he was the heir just like everyone said, he had no choice but to believe. “Why is he looking like a mere servant?” He whispered, but he had forgotten that he still had a loud voice. He swallowed hard, staggering backward and wary of the guards who heard him and seemed very pissed. “I am so sorry, Young Master!” Philip apologized the moment he was able to get a grip on himself, looking Marcus i

Duke’s voice was very low, but it was enough to convince Marcus who was instantly reminded of what was at hand. He took a deep breath, his gaze switching back to his sister. He said nothing at first, but the old man was able to see through his worrisome stare. “Don’t worry, Young Master. She will be well protected. We also have stewards who will make sure that she gets whatever she desires.” He assured, causing Marcus to nod in satisfaction. “Take care of yourself, Aria.” He said as soon as he returned his gaze to his sister, holding onto his smile. Shifting his gaze to Philip, he gave him a warning with his eyes, causing him to look away at once. “Let’s go.” Marcus walked away, and Duke wasted no time in following him at once. Queen staggered through her first two steps because she was in a hurry to catch up with them, and before long they were already inside the two cars they left in. Marcus felt the uneasiness that gripped him, and because it was too hard for

Marcus nodded, and after a few seconds, he turned to Dennis, looking him in the eyes. “I think I will have to go through this when I can, Mr. Ansel.” That didn’t seem like what Dennis and his sisters wanted to hear, their eyes stared widely at the young heir. It was hard for them to get rid of the patches of disappointment that was strained all over their faces, their lips parting slowly while they tried to find their words. “Young…” Dennis stuttered, and then he turned to his sisters, hoping that one of them was going to help him at that moment, but none of them could say a word. They both shared the same bemusement as he, taking glances at each other before they finally returned their gazes to Marcus, hoping that he was going to change his mind. “But this is a very good deal, Young Master.” Dennis finally pushed the words out, staring at Marcus with wide eyes. “I promise you, you will not regret doing business with us.” His voice had become a little bit desperate,