Marcus’ P.O.V. (Continued)
“Is… is she okay?” Sylvester asked me in a worried tone. He had a disappointed look on his face at this time. I guess he was looking for Avery but couldn’t find here. “Yeah…. She is…. But what Mr. Hudson…. Your father…. Did to her….. I guess she would take time to come over.” I replied to him calmly, but my gaze was still cold on her.
He lowered his head while sitting on the chair. “Things are not that simple, Marcus, as they are on surface.” Vincent spoke this time in a serious tone and I raised my brows at him. Vincent suddenly looked in the direction of the bathroom when the door opened and she came out.
“Sis.” Sylvester immediately chirped and was about to stand up when she signaled for him to stay seated with a faint smile on her lips. “Why are you here?”
