MARCUS'S POV
Tara had gotten on my nerves by insulting Chelsea. I was very furious.
I took a deep breath and relaxed.
I still couldn't believe that I had lost my friendship with Max all because I couldn't let Chelsea go.
I was totally screwed.
After a hectic day at work I immediately went home and took a cold shower.
The event would be in a few hours so I had to arrive on time.
I wrapped a towel around my waist staring at my reflection in the mirror.
I looked different.
My black hair was wet and messy and I desperately needed to shave my face.
I wouldn't want to go to the event looking like a lumberjack.
Once I was done preparing I wore my black suit and straightened my red tie.
Perfect.
Once I was satisfied with my look I notified my driver Eric to bring the car up front.
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