Chapter 210 Thank you

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    Sarah looked up at Marvin, confused by his actions.

    Marvin simply draped the jacket over her shoulders. The warmth it brought made Sarah realize she had forgotten to put on a coat after changing out of her gown into her long dress. The cool wind had been making her skin chilly.

    “Thank you,” she said, a bit surprised at herself for not pushing Marvin away. She had gotten used to his

    presence.

    “Sarah, do you two know each other?” Quincy was in disbelief.

    He and Sarah had been a couple for years, and Marvin was practically a stranger to her. How had things changed so quicklyb? /b

    “I don’t have to justify my personal life to an ex, do I?” Sarah’s tone was icy.

    Marvin gave a small smile, casually draped his arm around Sarah, and let her lead the way.

    He advised, “Quincy, you shouldn’t make Miss Watts wait.”

    Quincy watched them leave, his eyes narrowing in shock.

    Why did it seem like Marvin was extremely possessive of Sarah?

    And Sarah, she seemed to trust Marvin?

    The two of them were together? How was that possible?

    Quincy regretted not finishing his sentence just now.

    He had never intended to drive Sarah’s father to a tragic fate.

    The rise of the Curtis family was built on the resources of the Rollins family. Quincy only wanted to

    reim what was rightfully theirs, not ruin the Curtis family.

    Mr. Curtis‘ death was idental.

    The day Sarah sought him out, Quincy wasn’t there. Worried for his daughter, Mr. Curtis went searching for her and ended up being pushed into the river by his debtors.

    Three dayster, his body was found floating in the river.

    “You haven’t returned to the Hill family?” Sarah gave Marvin a skeptical look, instinctively gauging his mental state.

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    Marvin could see through what was going on in her mind. “I’m perfectly sane.”

    Pretending to be clueless wasn’t working anymore.

    Sarah simply said, “Well, thanks for earlier. Goodbye, Mr. Hill.”

    Her thanks and farewell came out in one quick breath.

    It was as though she couldn’t bear to be near him for another moment.

    “Where are you off to?” Marvin called out to Sarah, who was on her way out.

    Sarah looked back at Marvin with caution.

    “Mr. Hill, I made myself clear thest time we talked, didn’t I?” She had no intention of marrying him, fearing that the power struggle within the Hill family would put her in danger.

    Marvin understood.

    He would make sure to take over the Hill family and get rid of those scheming guys.

    He nned to aplish that without dy.

    Renee and Sarah met at a renowned, century–old private dining restaurant in Hagua for ate–night

    snack.

    “You really didn’t need to go out of your way to spend your money.” Sarah mentioned Renee’s nearlyvish bid at the auction that day.

    “I can’t have my dear Sarah treated unfairly, can I?” Renee nced at Marvin and Marcelo at another table and whispered to Sarah, “What’s Marvin doing here?”

    “He showed up at the auction house looking for Quincy, and now he refuses to leave my side,” Sarah

    exined.

    She felt stuck with Marvin.

    Habits could be destructive. She found it difficult to be too cruel to him.

    At the other table, two men were sitting together.

    “Big thanks to you for today.” Marvin was talking about the update Marcelo had shared today.

    Marcelo sat back with his legs crossed, looking utterly bored.

    He snorted, “Are you serious about going after Sarah? You werete to the auction.”

    In Marcelo’s eyes, it was Renee who did all the work in Marvin’s shoes when Marvin should have been

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    the one to stand up for Sarah against Quincy.

    Marvin rushed over as soon as he heard the news, only to be held up by a dyed flight.

    He was just about to respond when his phone rang.

    “Marvin, when did you first meet Sarah?” Quincy’s inquiry came from the other end of the phone.

    “That’s not the point.”

    They were in an open–air courtyard by the river, and Marvin spoke freely, not worried about Sarah overhearing. “All you need to understand is that Sarah is going to be my wife, thedy of the Hill family. You, being her ex, should keep your distance from your soon–to–be cousin–inw.”

    In a five–star hotel.

    Right after they walked into their room, Marcelo pinned Renee against the wall and kissed her.

    “Renee, you seem to treat Sarah a lot better than you do me,” Marcelo said casually as he kissed her. “I’m feeling a bit down. What can you do about it?”

    Renee’s smile was yful as she dodged Marcelo’s kiss to speak more easily.

    Marcelo leaned closer and sucked on a sensitive spot on her neck.

    “Mr. King, you need to treat me well, and I’ll do the same for you,” she whispered.

    “Okayb!/bb” /b

    Marcelo’s response came with a light chuckle.

    He knew he hadn’t always been kind to her, and he recognized her grievances.

    As Marcelo’s hand gently caressed her thigh, Renee wrapped a leg around his waist.

    In a swift motion, he lifted her onto the small cab by the door, elevating her above him.

    His eyes caught the sight of her delicate, enticing corbones.

    He couldn’t resist leaving a gentle mark there.

    “Who’s taken over the auction house?” He asked, his curiosity piqued.

    “Kristopher Wright.”

    Kristopher Wright?

    The name was new to Marcelo.

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    He mentally noted it down, his tone slightly edgy as he asked, “He’s a man, right?”

    With a mischievous smile, Renee wrapped her arms around his neck.

    “Yes, and he’s quite handsome!” she teased.

    Marcelo’s expression shifted, a hint of jealousy flickering across his face.

    “But you’re handsome too!” Renee quickly reassured him with a kiss. “I don’t really know him. The next time I see him, I’ll pay him for what I purchased today.”

    She had decided it wasn’t the right time to do that, not with so many people around.

    Renee was skeptical about the idea of someone giving her hundreds of millions of dors for no reason.

    Their paths were bound to cross again.

    Marcelo let out a snort, yfully biting her earlobe. “Yourpliments seem a bit insincere, Renee.

    Haven’t you noticed?”

    “Really?” she replied, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Suddenly, she turned her head and gently

    licked his Adam’s apple.

    As Renee felt the hands around her waist tighten, she sensed a change in Marcelo’s demeanor.

    His body tensed, and he halted his kisses, gazing at her with a look of bewildered surprise, as if startled

    by something unexpected.

    Leaning closer, her voice a sultry whisper, she teased, “Marcelo, your Adam’s apple is quite striking.”

    It was her yful way of offering praise.

    b“/bYou’re asking for it, Renee!”

    Marcelo barely finished his sentence when the sound of fabric tearing filled the room.

    Renee’s skin, now exposed to the cool airb, /bcontrasted sharply with the warmth of Marcelo’s palm, sending

    shivers through her.

    The suddenness of it all was overwhelming for Renee.

    “Marcelo…let’s not rush,” She gasped, her breath unsteady, regretting her flirtatious behavior.

    She wondered if she had unwittingly provoked him.

    Ultimately, it seemed she would have to be the one to diffuse the situation.