Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1258 Take Her Home for the Night

The people who went to Red Cauldron to spend money were not easy to deal with. Could it be that she was really

targeted?

Beryl panicked. "Then what should I do in the future? Will, will I be watched by them all the time?"

Marcellus glanced at her pale face and felt that it was about time. If he scared her again, he might really be scared.

He said lightly, "They will definitely know if you come home with me today. At that time, they won't continue to

make things difficult for you for my sake."

Beryl was skeptical. "Really?"

"Or you can go home now. I won't stop you." As he said this, the car happened to drive into the front yard of a villa.

The engine went out and stopped in the parking lot. He was not in a hurry to get off. Instead, he turned to ask her,

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"How is it? Do you want to go back or not?"

Beryl was still too naive. If she heard this, it would really have a great impact on her. She was a little afraid of

people like Marcellus, but compared to the two of them tonight, Marcellus did not seem so scary.

It's just one night, isn't it?

He had already saved her, so he wouldn't do anything, would he?

Marcellus could tell what she was thinking. He smiled and said lightly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Being seen through, Beryl felt her heart skip a beat. "You have to keep your word. You can't go back on your word."

Marcellus nodded readily. "Yeah."

Beryl turned her gaze out of the window and looked at the three-story building outside. It was a typical European-

style building with a big window, clean walls, and a magnificent gate. She had only seen such a house in TV series.

Marcellus reached out and unfastened her seatbelt. Without giving her any time to hesitate, he opened the car

door and said, "Let's go."

As a result, Beryl was reluctantly brought back to Marcellus's house.

The two of them left one after the other. Marcellus reached out to unlock the password lock, pressed the door

against his body, and made way for her to enter.

Beryl shrank her shoulders and walked inside. She was afraid that she would touch his body, so she slipped through

the wall.

The first thing that came into view was the very eye-catching TV wall in the living room. The whole wall was light

gray. No one knew what material was used to make it. It was made of a layer of crystal-clear diamond. There was a

floor-to-ceiling window next to it. The white gauze curtain was blown by the wind, and even the lights at the door

could be felt.

The overall decoration style of the house was black, white, and gray. The sexy and cold style described on the

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Internet was completely different from the luxurious decoration of the Red Cauldron.

Beryl watched as the man threw a pair of brand-new slippers at his feet and took a small step back as if he was

throwing a bomb instead of a pair of slippers.

Marcellus frowned. "I'm warning you, Beryl. I've said that I won't do anything, so I won't do it. If you keep looking at

me like this, I can't guarantee that I won't get angry from embarrassment."

She was being threatened again.

"What's with my expression..."

Marcellus thought for a few seconds as if he was thinking about how to describe it. After a long time, he said, "This

kind of expression seems to show that I want to rape you."

Beryl wanted to cry but had no tears. She felt as if she had just left a tiger's den, but it was also like a wolf's den.

Since she was already here, it was impossible for her to leave now. She could only try not to provoke this man as

much as possible. Everything else was fine.

After changing shoes, Marcellus ignored her and went into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator, took out a

bottle of ice water, and poured it down his throat.

Beryl was extremely reserved. She did not dare to sit down or move and stood obediently on the edge of the sofa.

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