Marcel thought he had made himself clear enough, and he raised his hand, "Come here."
His eyes were burning with desire. He was obviously in the mood to have sex with her.
Normally, Zella would never refuse. Nobody knew her love for Marcel better than herself.
However, she was not in the mood tonight.
"I'm a bit tired tonight." Zella walked to the side of the bed, looking worn out.
Marcel seemed disappointed, "Okay."
Despite his disability in both legs, he managed his own hygiene.
When Marcel came out of the bathroom, Zella was already asleep.
Marcel got into bed, his large hand lightly grasping Zella's waist. Smelling her scent, Marcel felt an inexplicable sense of tranquility.
......
After spending the night in the Salter Manor, Brittany saw Grace and Daniel watching cartoons when she came downstairs.
Isaac had already gone to work.
Isaac and Wesley had co-founded a new company.
Over the years, Isaac had built a reliable team. After leaving the Grandeur Capital, his loyal team also resigned and followed him to start afresh.
The company was not large, but with Isaac and Wesley as pillars, it had secured quite a number of projects within a little over half a month.
Brittany knew Isaac was no ordinary man and that he would never be defeated. However, the fact that she was the cause of Isaac losing everything still gnawed at her.
After much deliberation, she contacted her assistant to transfer all her shares to Isaac.
"Ms. Dustin, are you sure you want to do this?"
The assistant was surprised at Brittany's generosity. Twenty percent of the shares were worth a fortune.
"Just do as I say."
Once Brittany made up her mind, no one could change it. The assistant did not attempt to dissuade her further. "Alright."
The paperwork was ready soon, and the assistant personally delivered it to the Salter Manor, "Ms. Dustin, the documents are ready."
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