Mango and Nathaniel looked at each other and asked, "Can you contact Weston now?"
"Yes, of course!"
Marcelo nodded in response.
He took out his mobile phone and called Weston straight away. However, the latter did not pick up the call today even though he was someone who would always answer his phone.
Marcelo furrowed his brows slightly.
Nathaniel and Mango began to understand something.
It seemed that Weston was a fishy guy.
"Look into Weston Ramirez."
Nathaniel left and said to the men outside. He had nothing to hide from Marcelo, so after one of the bodyguards left, he came back.
Marcelo knew that something was amiss as well.
"Did Weston commit a crime or something?"
"Are you his close friend? Do you know everything about him?"
Marcelo was silent for a moment after hearing Nathaniel's words. Then he whispered, "We're just together for the sex. As for his job, I heard that he works in a casino nearby. But he will go missing for a while every month. I asked him about it once. He said that he was doing something for the boss and told me not to ask questions."
At that time, Marcelo didn't think about it too much. He thought that it would be good for them if Weston could make more money. After all, they could lead a good life if Weston was rich. But now, he thought that Weston had to be up to no good when he disappeared.
"What's the casino? Do you know its name?"
"It's called Dreamlight Casino. It's just nearby."
Mango understood a little more after Marcelo said this.
"Are you going over there?"
"It's always good to have a look. Maybe we can find Walter there."
Nathaniel did intend to do so.
However, Mango shook her head and said, "No, if the other party knows of us, they would have already known how you look like. You'll only alert them if you go rashly."
"What do we do?"
"I should be the one who goes."
Marcelo said in an effort to persuade them.
Nathaniel looked at him and replied coldly, "Are you going to snitch on us?"
"No, you have my parents. How can I betray you? Moreover, Weston and I are only friends with benefits. He has money to support my lifestyle, so we have always maintained our relationship. Now that I know who Tessa's lover is, I also know who I have offended, so naturally, I know what I should do."
Marcelo was indeed a smart person.
Mango was still slightly worried. She took out a small bottle from her pocket, took a pill, and passed it to Marcelo. She said nonchalantly, "This is poison with an antidote. If you handle it well, I will give you the antidote. If you run away, there's nothing you can do to cure the poison. I'm sure you understand that we don't trust you at all. This is our only choice. If you're afraid or have other opinions, you can choose not to take it."
"I'll take it."
Marcelo swallowed the pill without any second thought.
Nathaniel and Mango frowned a little, but they remained silent.
Marcelo stood up and left the house. He was headed to Dreamlight Casino.
Nathaniel looked at Mango and smiled, "Why come I didn't know that you have poison?"
"Ahem, Tristan gave it to me. It's a pill for supplement."
Mango was quite embarrassed.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel narrowed his eyes slightly.
Was Tristan still not well? When would he make a comeback?
He still needed to operate on Barney's throat.
However, Nathaniel didn't say anything because he didn't want Mango to miss him.
"Who on earth is this Weston that Marcelo was talking about?"
"I'm not sure, but we should receive the news soon. If my guess is right, this man has something to do with the head of the Soo family, Susan."
Nathaniel felt that this house smelled pretty bad. When he thought of what was going on between Weston and Marcelo, he was a little disgusted.
He pulled Mango out of the house and stood outside while basking in the sun. Only then did he feel a little better.
"Why did you say that?"
Mango didn't ask any further question. She followed him outside and sat down.
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