Wherever Cornelia went, Marcus was always there, trailing behind in silence. After handling the paperwork, Cornelia entered the courtroom. Marcus was there too, right beside her. Cornelia couldn't stand it anymore. She turned to him, "Marcus, what on earth are you up to?"
Marcus chuckled, his voice low and charming, "Well, well, you finally decided to speak to me."
Cornelia scoffed, turned away from him. Whatever he was up to, let him be.
She ignored him, but his deep voice came through again, "I've been keeping tabs on Granny Rebecca's case. Today's verdict day. Thought I'd drop by."
So, it was all about Granny Rebecca. No matter what, Marcus was indeed good to Granny Rebecca. To get her treatment, he didn't hesitate to spend a fortune on experts.
"Thank you." Cornelia expressed her gratitude.
Marcus leaned back in his chair, "No need to thank me. If it wasn't for me, Granny Rebecca might not have..."
Cornelia cut him off, "It's the murderer who's guilty, not you. I don't blame you, and you don't need to blame yourself."
Suddenly, Marcus grabbed Cornelia's hand, holding it tightly.
Cornelia was startled, tried to pull her hand away, but it was no use, "Marcus, let go of me!"
But Marcus wouldn't let go, "Cornelia, this is the last time, the very last time..."
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