Chapter 76 Marcus' Younger Sister
Marcus was speechless.
Marcus cut off the connection between his mobile phone and the projector screen.
There was a burst of whining in the studio.
"Please don't do that, Mr. Brook!"
"I want to see your younger sister again. Nancy in the video is even more beautiful than in the photo!"
"We will just watch the screen and keep silent. Please don't go!"
Marcus ignored them and left the studio with his mobile phone, despite workers' complaints.
Some workers could faintly hear Nancy's sweet voice coming from the phone when Marcus got to the door.
Nancy asked, "What's wrong?"
Nacy's voice was sweeter than all the voices those workers had ever heard. They envied Marcus having such a cute younger sister.
"Some people are going crazy."
Marcus explained casually. He looked at Nancy on the screen gently and asked her what she was doing in a soft voice.
Nancy spent a long time on the video call talking to Marcus. Marcus rarely spoke, but Nancy kept merrily talking about what happened today.
"Marcus, I ate sweet-scented osmanthus pastries today. They were as white as snow and covered with a layer of honey. They tasted sweet and soft. I also made a new and good-looking friend."
A shadow of a smile touched Marcus' mouth. He felt Nancy was sweeter than the osmanthus pastries.
Marcus was curious about Nancy's new friend.
He squinted his eyes and asked Nancy about her new friend calmly. He rested assured when knowing Nancy's new friend was Oliver. He didn't meet Oliver before, but he knew Oliver was the successor of the Barton family.
Nancy mumbled and yawned. She was drowsy but was reluctant to hang up.
Then Nancy spoke in an increasingly lower voice. Her phone slipped out of her hand and suddenly fell on the bed. Marcus could only hear Nancy's breath.
Marcus frowned and wondered if Nancy tucked herself in.
Just as Marcus hesitated about waking Nancy up, the door of the bedroom was opened.
Ivan entered the bedroom in a shirt and cropped pants, yawning. His slender fingers were still stained with pigments, and his soft hair was unkempt.
"Nancy?"
Ivan walked up to the bed and found Nancy in her pajamas lying on the bed. "Well, you fell asleep."
Ivan carefully tucked Nancy in. Ivan found Nancy's phone on the covers and picked it up. He unexpectedly saw a stern face on the screen.
"Oh my god!"
With an exclamation, Ivan threw the phone away and froze. His eyes grew round in surprise. Obviously, Ivan was frightened.
"How strange it is."
Ivan thought the man on the screen was familiar.
"Marcus!"
Ivan let out a scream and crawled quickly onto the bed to grab Nancy's phone. Then he knelt on the bed and apologized to Marcus repeatedly.
"I'm sorry, Marcus. I thought you were a ghost just now! Sorry, I don't mean you are a ghost. I mean you just look like a ghost. No no..."
After Ivan explained incoherently for a while, Marcus interrupted him.
"Shut up."
Ivan instantly became quiet, drooping his head and shoulders silently. He just stared at Marcus on the phone screen.
"Don't wake Nancy up."
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