*RENEE*
The food on the tray had cooled, its aroma fading.
After half an hour, I presented both the original and my translation to Marcelo.
"I'm done translating it."
Marcelo gave a grunt, motioning for me to set it aside.
He seemed uninterested in reading it immediately.
I stared at him for a moment and then asked tentatively, "You're investigating Venus Bar? Why? Are you interested in owning it?"
Attempts had been made to own Venus Bar over the years. After all, it was the most successful bar in the country, and who wouldn't want to own a bar frequented by the elites?
"I owe you a wedding gift." He lifted his head and stared at me nonchalantly. "I have to at least act as your husband, right? So I'm thinking of buying that bar and gifting it to you."
My lips parted in sho
