"What was that about?" Marcus looked at Jason as they walked into his mansion.
"What?" Jason asked, turning to meet his anxious gaze.
"Don't tell me you don't understand what I mean. Irene and Alessia. What is the drift between the three of you?" Marcus replied.
"Nothing." Jason said slowly, feeling a little tired. He closed his eyes, and by the time he had them opened, Marcus was still staring at him.
"Nothing. I don't love or feel emotionally attached to either of them." Jason replied, but Marcus's gaze made him squish on the chair he sat on.
"Well, I might have been into Irene when I was at my weakest." Jason said barely above his voice.
"She was right after all." Marcus looked at him.
"Right? About what?"
"The girl was there for you when you were at your weakest."
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