Chapter 153 Hispanion
Chapter 153 Hispanion
The news caught Renee off guard, leaving her with no time to prepare. By the time she finished her work, the clock had almost struck five in the afternoon.
Renee pressed the elevator button, signaling her ascent to the thirty–eighth floor.
To her surprise, as the elevator doors glided open, Marcelo emerged in a wheelchair.
He seemed taken aback as Rence approached him willingly
“nning to join Harvillston?” he inquired.
Renee, momentarily shocked, had almost forgotten about it “No, I came to ask if you’re attending a wee party tonight.”
Marcelo’s tongue brushed against the back of his teeth, a clear sign of his displeasure with Renee’s persistent refusal to join hispany.
He desired to have Renee under his watchful eye all the time<b>, </b>the mostforting approach for him<b>. </b>
Renee approached Marcelo with her chin slightly lifted, her radiant face adorned with a subtle coquettish charm.
“I would like to attend Miss Lambert’s wee party as well. Would you mind having me as yourpanion?”
she asked.
Luke was left speechless.
This didn’t seem like Renee was going as apanion to a wee party.
It felt more like she was going there for a confrontation.
At that moment, Marcelo’s phone rang.
Renee nced at the caller ID. It was Vivian.
The CEO’s floor was quiet, and being in proximity, Renee could faintly hear Vivian’s voice emanating from the phone.
“Marcelo, have you wrapped up your work? Will youe tonight?”
Her voice resonated with cheerfulness and sweetness, carrying the unique emotions of a young girl.
Renee observed Marcelo silently, her previously rxed expression now stiffening, her smile fading.
Marcelo cast a nce at Renee and replied, “Yes.”
Vivian continued happily, “I just returned to the country and don’t have close friends here. Can you be my malepanion tonight?”
<b>“</b>No,“Marcelo replied without hesitation. “I already have a femalepanion.”
Renee couldn’t hear Vivian’s words clearly, but Marcelo’s reply hinted at his rejection of being Vivian’s malepanion.
After Marcelo ended the call, Renee furrowed her brow and inquired, “You already have a femalepanion for tonight?”
Besides Vivian, did he have other choices for femalepanions?
Bence felt like her efforts from the previous night had been
She seethed with ampert
“Isn’t it you?“Marcelo pestured for Lake to step aside and took tested, wily prime wheelchair. “Let’s ”
Rence was momentarily taken aback
“Are you not going with me?“Marcedo extended his hand and yfully pinched penester the exp agreed to apany me, and now you’re still not happy? Zu’re truly hard to gle
glemm
Hand to please?
Her ears involuntarily blushed a rosy hue,
wy
But he always says the opposite when they’re alone in their bedroom when he’s day video her
He always says she was easy to please and easily responded to his touch
It was something she couldn’t help.
Once he touches her, her whole body goes up in mes
“What’s on your mind, Renee?” Marcelo’s teasing words snapped her back to reality, promptingterolep
with him.
He had discerned her thoughts.
“You’re exasperating!“Renee vented her frustration, yfully stepping the shoulder and whispering through gritted teeth,
A nce at Luke left her with a twinge of guilt.
Unfazed by the routine banter, Luke wore a stoic expression that might as well have proimed tedness.
Speechless, Renee felt her temperature rising once again.
“How did you learn about tonight’s wee party?” Marcelo inquired.
“Someone extended the invitation to me.” Renee chose not to reveal the person who invited her and asked, “To you have any objections to my attendance?”
Marcelo struggled to follow her train of thought.
Since he had already agreed to her being hispanion, he couldn’t understand why he would have any objections to her being there.
Renee sensed his confusion and probed, “Why didn’t you explicitly mention that you wanted me thera
With a sigh<i>, </i>Marcelo inquired, “Aren’t you not acquainted with Vivian?”
He hadn’t brought it up, presuming, she wasn’t acquainted with Vivian.
Renee took a moment to recall her somewhat fuzzy statement from the night before.
It’s not that she wasn’t acquainted with Vivian.
She was simply irritated by her.
“I wasn’t acquainted with her before, but today presents a favorable opportunity to be acquainted. “Renes
added, “Of course, if therees a day when I’m no longer Mrs. King, I won’t be inclined to familiarize myself <b>with </b>your friends.<b>” </b>
They paused before a Rolls Royce Phantom,Marcelo’s preferred vehicle for the day.
Luke had already opened the car door, but Renee noticed Marcelo, in his wheelchair, remaining still.
Turning back, she locked eyes with his silent, stern gaze.
The gaze held an intensity that was both captivating and startling.
Before she could inquire about the sudden change, he swiftly stood up, pressing her against the car.
The car door shut with a resounding bang
Luke, sensing the atmosphere, promptly averted his gaze.
“Renee, if you’re not Mrs. King, whose wife do you aspire <b>to </b>be?”
His voice dipped low and carried a dangerous undertone as he firmly held her chin. His <i>gaze </i>resembled that of a predator sizing up its prey, almost as if he was contemting…
Securing a defiant capture in ce?
She would bepliant once confined.
This contemtion sent a shiver coursing down Renee’s spine.
“I… I was merely expressing a hypothetical scenario, “Renee replied, her voice subtly revealing a trace of unease.
“You’d do well not to entertain that scenario,” Marcelo cautioned her. His warning was entuated as he bit her lip gently, imparting a subtle reprimand.
Her statement about not being Mrs. King someday caused a painful tightening in his heart.
It stirred a blend of anger and suffocation within him.
Setting Renee free, Marcelo moved around the car to enter from the opposite side, his silenceden with unexpressed emotions.
Renee gingerly touched her slightly tender lip, her heart pulsating with intensity.
She couldn’t discern whether it was influenced by Marcelo mood, or his authoritative remark, “You’d do well not to entertain that scenario.”
Dove Ind yed host to Vivian’s delightful wee party.
Rather than the familiar bar Renee frequently visited, the party was held in a fancy vi nestled within the resort’s
confines.
Radiant in a delicate light blue gown, Vivian graced the gathering, emanating elegance h personally crafted sapphire ne.
Though the attendees numbered a modest thirty, each belonged to elite circles.
ed by her
“Marcelo!“Vivian’s eyes sparkled at the sight of Marcelo in his wheelchair, momentarily freezing as she noticed Renee assisting him to push the wheelchair.
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“Miss Hudson, what brings you here?“Vivian approached, swiftly masking any surprise. “I must have forgotten to extend an invitation to you. Nevertheless, it’s an honor that you’ve graced us with your presence!”
Her words, though polite, carried an underlying message.
Vivian meant she didn’t invite Renee and wondered why she attended the party.
Renee ced her hand on Marcelo’s shoulder, presenting a picture–perfect couple.
“I am Marcelo’spanion,” She responded, smiling gently as she met Vivian’s gaze. “My sincere apologies for not donning formal attire. Today’s workmitments left me with little time for preparation.
Her response conveyed that her presence was not an uninvited intrusion, as Vivian might have insinuated.
Chapter 154 The grasp