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Mark kissed Alexis once more and walked away with determined steps.
He entered the car and sat in silence. The chauffeur softly inquired, “Mr. Evans, where shall we go now?”
Mark gently extended his palm, revealing a faint pink scar.
In a low voice, he instructed, “Sky Road No.19.”
The chauffeur had worked for him for a long time, and though Mark had never explicitly mentioned it, a few years ago he used to come to Duefron for one or two nights every week.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat apartment was Mark’s discreet retreat for his romantic liaisons.
An hour later, the car arrived at the apartment. Mark ascended the stairs on his own.
The apartment spanned approximately 120 square meters and boasted opulent decorations.
It had been a while since he last set foot in this place. Dust had settled on the furniture, indicating that the mistress of the house hadn’t been here in a long time either.
Mark brushed off a spot on the sofa and took a seat.
He smoked in tranquil silence.
In truth, he had considered marrying her.
However, their age difference was a significant hurdle Moreover, their relationship resembled more of a fleeting encounter than a lasting connection. After a considerable amount of time, Mark called his secretary, his voice hoarse.
“Peter, help me locate Cecilia!”
Peter was taken aback by his request.
He didn’t anticipate his boss mentioning that name again.
“Just look into it,” Mark said nonchalantly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPeter regained his composure and promptly responded, “Yes, sir.”
Mark hung up the phone, closed the door and departed.
Once he descended the stairs, his trace of melancholy seemed to vanish completely.
*
At twilight.
As soon as Waylen stepped out of the car, a servant informed him of Mark’s visit.
Waylen expressed that he already knew.
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