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Chapter 913
Hank feigned surprise. “Your husband? You’re so young, so I thought you didn’t even have a boyfriend yel. I didn’t
expect you were already married Where’s your hubby from? What does he do?”
The old folks always asked these kinda questions. Hank was a good buddy of Cornelia’s late father, so she indulged
him. “He’s from Riverton, Working in business From the moment Hank stepped into the room, he could feel the
strong vibes from Marcus, so he was always hesitant to look his way But now, he mustered up some courage, stole
a glance at him and felt even more uneasy. He still plucked up enough courage to pat Marcus on the shoulder. “This
young man is quite the looker. You two make a cute couple.”
Marcus glanced at the spot where Hank had touched him, looking somewhat displeased.
“Thanks!” Comelia walked to the side and poured Hank a cup of coffee, “Have a seat and drink some coffee.”
Hank sat down, first looking around at the others in the room, then checking his watch
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZack also came to entertain Hank, “Staying up all night can get tedious. We’re playing cards, fancy a game?”
“I don’t know how to play. You guys carry on. I’ll just watch, Hank waved his hand, then subconsciously checked the
time again and looked towards the door.
Zack said, “You’re not from Rosenberg, are you? It’s my first time seeing someone your age who doesn’t know how
to play cards”
The folks in Rosenberg loved a good card game, and there were many ways to play. As the older generation’s
entertainment options were few, card games were quite the hit among them. Almost every older person knew how
to play and liked to play. The younger generation, with more forms of entertainment, might not be as into cards
anymore, but mostly everyone knew how to play. So, hearing Hank say he didn’t know how to play cards surprised
everyone.
Hank chuckled, “I wasn’t actually born in Rosenberg. I only lived there a few years when I was young, and that’s
when I met Cornelia’s father.”
Since he wasn’t born in Rosenberg, not knowing how to play cards was understandable
Zack and the others carried on with their card game, while Hank sat watching.
Even though he was watching them play cards, he was actually keeping an eye on the time and the door. As time
passed, his expression became anxious, showing signs of unease
After sitting for maybe half an hour, he stood up and said to Comelia, “I gotta split now. When’s your granny’s
funeral? I’ll come by then.”
Comelia quickly told him the time of her grandmother’s funeral.
Hank said, “I’ll swing by then.”
Cornelia walked Hank to the door, “Take care.”
Marcus also came to the door, ‘I’ll see him off.”
Comelia said, “Okay”
Marcus and Hank got into the elevator together.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe moment the elevator doors closed, Hank felt the strong murderous intent from Marcus. He looked up at
Marcus but couldn’t detect anything off on his face, which made him feel even more uneasy.
The elevator quickly descended, and soon they were on the first floor. Hank stepped out, saying, “I’ll be going
then!”
But the moment he stepped out of the elevator, his path was blocked by Ayden who had been waiting by the
elevator door.
Hank was so startled that he took a step back and hit the elevator door with a loud thud, “Who are you? Why are
you blocking my way?”
Ayden coldly stared at him without uttering a word.
Marcus said, “I’ve been looking for you for days with no luck, I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Marcus‘ voice was as cold as a sharp blade, making Hank feel uncomfortable, “You’re looking for me? We don’t
know each other, why are you looking for me?”
Marcus let out a cold laugh, “You don’t know me, but you know Clair. You two seem quite chummy”