<b>Chapter </b><b>126 </b><b>At </b><b>the </b>palm <b>of </b><b>her </b><b>hands </b>
Renee <b>was </b>speechless.
She wondered if Marcelo came here with the intention <b>of </b>starting a fight.
Before the verbal confrontation escted, Renee hastily exined, “Do you know the rtionship between me and Sarah? Sarah is thedy inside.”
The crew–cut man hesitated for a moment and then said respectfully, “Miss Hudson<b>, </b>pleasee in.”
Renee was surprised. She was just a friend of Sarah’s, yet she was treated with such respect. It <b>was </b>evident that Marvin’s subordinates held Sarah in high regard.
Inside the ward, Marviny with bandages on his head, his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. However, even in slumber, he clutched Sarah’s hand tightly, as if afraid she might slip away.
“Uh…What happened?” Renee asked quietly. “You two…”
Sporting a helpless expression, Sarah even sumbed to a bit of emotional breakdown. “Marvin’s memories are in disarray and I got stuck with him.”
Ironically, Marvin remembered all his subordinates clearly, but he treated Sarah as his possession.
“What’s going on?” Renee whispered, careful not to disturb the sleeping Marvin.
“The doctor said he suffered a head injury with internal swelling. It might resolve after the swelling goes down.” Sarah sighed.
Yet, the doctor couldn’t predict when that would be.
Renee, at a loss, inquired, “What’s the n now? His men are outside. Are you going to hand him over?”
Sarah was pondering the same thing.
However, Marvin was reluctant to leave. His loyalty to her was evident, his men clearly wary of her departure. “Mr. King, please withdraw your guards. Marvin’s team will ensure his safety, “Sarah stated firmly. “Thank you for your help these past days. I’m sorry for troubling you and I really appreciate what you’ve done.”
Marcelo gave a cursory nod.
He was involved solely for Renee’s sake.
“And what about you?” Renee asked, concerned.
“We’ll see how it goes, “Sarah sighed. “Repaying a debt, especially one tied to safety, isplicated.”
She couldn’t fathom why Marvin, who had saved her life, wouldn’t let her leave, despite not knowing him well enough.
Marcelo’s gaze lingered on Marvin. Even in sleep, Marvin seemed alert, like a hunter poised to strike.
The son of the Hill family, always sharp, now incapacitated?
It seemed almost absurd.
After leaving the ward, Marvin’s crew–cut subordinate expressed gratitude to Marcelo and presentedvish gifts.
It contained wild ginseng, dried tangerine peel, a box of gold bars, and a valuable oil painting. The gesture was
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<b>incredibly </b><b>generous</b>.
Marcelo epted the gifts without objection. He instructed Luke to store them appropriately. The ginseng and tangerine peel were to be used for Renee’s benefit, the gold <b>bars </b>converted into spending money for her<b>, </b>and the <b>oil </b>painting was to be ced in her cloakroom.
“Mr. King, I’m Vance, Mr. Hill’s assistant. May I speak with you?” the crew–cut man requested politely.
Marcelo gave a nod, and Luke wheeled him to a secluded spot at the corridor’s end.
“Mr. King, thank you for your assistance. I apologize for any earlier offense; I was unaware of your position on this matter. I hope you can maintain confidentiality regarding Mr. Hill’s location, “Vance remarked.
“You think those gifts are enough for that?” Marcelo was indifferent to Marvin’s situation, but he didn’t appreciate being spoken to in such a manner.
“No, that’s not it,” Vance quickly rified. “Mr. King<b>, </b>money isn’t your problem, but I sense Miss Hudson is important to you. Miss Curtis, who Mr. Hill values, is close with Miss Hudson. This connection could foster a friendship between you and Mr. Hill.”
“Why would I be friends with someone with a brain issue?” Marcelo’s tone was dismissive.
Vance, unfazed, nodded in agreement.
Marcelo, lighting a cigarette, spected, “Or, perhaps Marvin’s brain is perfectly fine.”
Vance’s demeanor shifted subtly.
He regainedposure quickly, but Marcelo noticed.
“That’s not a funny joke, Mr King,” Vance stated firmly.
Marcelo was direct. “Never said it was a joke.The two men who attacked Marvin were no match for him. How then did he fall?”
Vance felt the pressure, aware of Marcelo’s keen observation skills.
Marcelo didn’t let up. “My men were involved in finding and hospitalizing Marvin. How did you locate him?”
The only usible exnation was Marvin orchestrating the situation himself.
Marvin must have already reached out to his men.
Vance was aware that Marcelo was exerting pressure on him<b>, </b>yet his motives remained unclear.
“I’m not concerned with your boss’s intentions or the Hill family’s affairs,” Marcelo stated, ready to conclude the discussion, “but make sure my woman doesn’t get involved in this anymore.”
“Understood. Don’t worry, “Vance assured him. “Mr. Hill will not forget the kindness you and Miss Hudson have shown him.”
Renee once again expressed her gratitude to Wyatt for his assistance and the Moore family’s discretion in. matters confidential.
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While the Moore family appeared neutral, their actions in rescuing Marvin and concealing his location suggested they had chosen a side, likely influencing the Hill family’s perception.
“You’re wee, Renee.“Wyatt replied, not dwelling on the matter. “Actually, Damian recently took a medicine
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box with several specific drugs.”
Renee, understanding his implication, nodded awkwardly. Yes, for Marvin. But Damian didn’t know him.”
Wyatt sighed. “The fact that Marvin survived Damian’s treatment is a stroke of luck.”
For a moment, Rence was unsure if Wyatt was being sarcastic about Marvin or Damian.
Meanwhile, Marvin, still clutching Sarah’s hand, was protective like a dragon guarding its treasure.
With the Moore family tending to Marvin’s wound and his men ensuring his safety, Renee and Marcelo were free to leave.
As Rence prepared to head to the KM Group building for work, she apanied Marcelo.
“Just drop me at the next corner,” she directed, pointing to a spot near the KM Group’s building.Marcelo was puzzled by her words.
Renee exined, “I’d rather not be seen by yourpany’s staff.<b>” </b>
Though it wasn’t peak hours, the KM Group’s premises still had a steady flow of people.
Renee was well aware of her reputation at the KM Group. Having coborated with them and been a topic of conversation multiple times, she was a known figure there.
Marcelo’s expression remained frosty, as if he hadn’t heard her.
Was it improper?
Why was that?
Weren’t they a couple?
Or was their rtionship inappropriate for others to know?
“Marcelo!“Renee grew anxious.
Encounters with senior executives had been manageable since they were discreet. However, being spotted by regr employees could spark widespread gossip.
She dreaded bing the subject of workce rumors.
Marcelo’s stubbornness only heightened her anxiety.
In a spontaneous gesture, Renee closed her eyes and nted a kiss on his lips.
This tender, fleeting kiss had worked as a gesture of gratitude before, so perhaps it would again. Luke, witnessing the scene, quickly averted his gaze, feigning ignorance.
Marcelo’s eyes widened, his pupils flickering, yet his face remained stoic.
“What was that for, Renee?”
“Uh… A bribe,” she said, cheeks flushing.
Why had she thought a kiss would work?
“Forget it. I was just…” she stammered.
“Stop the car,” Marcelo instructed.
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Renee looked at him<b>, </b>surprised.
Marcelo, suppressing a smile, seemed pleased. “Alright, your bribe worked.”
This woman literally had him at the palm of her hand.
“Miss Hudson, is something wrong?” inquired a KM Group employee, looking puzzled.
“Sorry, I was just distracted, “Renee responded, her mind still processing Marcelo’sment about the sessful bribe.
Could it be… that he genuinely enjoyed her spontaneous kiss?
Oh his happy look had melted her heart.
“It’s okay. Let me exin again. For the uing spring fashion week at the end of next month, we’ve arranged for you to coborate with Light. However, if you prefer working with Freddy, we’ll have to withdraw from the partnership with Light.”
Light was renowned in the international fashion scene. Historically, they had engaged only the finest stylists as directors for their shows.”
“I’ll stick with Light, “Renee announced. She felt her own style and vision didn’t align with Freddy’s,but she was still puzzled. She asked, “Why did Light choose me? There are many more established options for them.”
“Many of Light’s senior leaders were involved in the YEAR program. You’re the youngest gold medalist from YEAR. You have the talent; you just need an opportunity. They greatly admire your work and believe you can bring a fresh perspective to their show.”
Indeed, while other top stylists offered reliability, the fashion world often craved innovation and breakthroughs.
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