Chapter Ninety-One

Eliza's eyes widened.

"F-Fired? B-But, Melinda, this is my father's —"

"Shut up! This is mine now! You can't even afford to manage the store. What do you mean this is your father's, huh? You are practically indebted to me, you bitch! So shut your mouth and go where you belong!"

"B-But I—"

"You're so hard headed now huh?" Melinda glared with a grin at Eliza and raised her hand to slap Eliza.

She has always hated this beautiful face and slapping her brings her relief.

But before Melinda's hand could land on Eliza's face, a strong grip restrained her. The sudden intervention caught Melinda off guard, freezing her in place.

Eliza was also taken aback by Marcus' action. As he grips Melinda in front of her, she can't help but look at the biceps on Marcus' arm and blush.

She had only seen this scene from romantic movies where the male lead was protecting her woman.

Melinda, on the other hand, struggled in Marcus's grip, as she glared at Marcus.

"You! Ugh—"

Unable to speak, Marcus tightened