Not wasting another minute, Marcus took out his phone and called Louisa.
"Hey, Marc, thanks for honoring my request and coming to the dinner celebration tonight," Louisa appreciated.
Marcus frowned, feigning sensitivity. "It wasn’t for you, Louisa. It was for Amelia. I had to do it anyway.”
"But now, I’m sure Lina doesn’t doubt you or suspect us, right?"
He glanced at the stairs and nodded. "Right."
Louisa’s voice softened. "Okay.”
“However, that old man is really hell-bent on ruining everything. Look at how he disregarded me tonight."
She apologized. "I told you, Sir Tower is never going to do anything that will bring the slightest happiness to me."
Marcus's expression hardened. "We really need to get rid of him soon."
"I’m glad you’re understanding me now. I can never achieve a
