Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Marcus' Birthday

Marcus felt a little sullen, his lips clamped together. When he went to the fifth floor of his company, he came face to face with the director of the sales department.

"Hello! Mr. Brook. Your scarf is beautiful. Can you tell me where you bought it? This scarf looks good in style, but also is very warm."

Marcus remained expressionless. After all, he was always indifferent and taciturn.

But his eyes lit up when his scarf was complimented. There was a visible hint of joy in his eyes.

He suppressed a smile and only nodded kindly at the sales director.

"You can't buy this scarf elsewhere, because my younger sister knit it for me."

The sales director was surprised. "Really? This scarf is so good that I can't imagine it was knit by your younger sister. She is only six years old, right?"

Marcus nodded calmly.

"I hope I can also have such a good little sister. I envy you."

What the director said sounded a bit exaggerated, but she was sincere. She thought the scarf flattered Marcus both in terms of color and style. She also noticed the different knitting patterns at the two ends of the scarf were the name of Marcus and a smiling face respectively. They showed Nancy's ingenious ideas.

She longed to have a younger sister as good as Marcus'.

Besides, she felt Marcus was cute today!

When Marcus left and passed the director, Philip, who was standing beside him, silently gave a thumbs-up sign. Philip thought she did a good job.

The sales director winked at Philip to show her gratitude. Were it not for Philip, she wouldn't know Marcus would come to the company today.

No one could expect that Marcus, the CEO of the company, just wanted to show off his younger sister.

On the way to Marcus' office, many workers praised his scarf. So Marcus looked less sullen and Philip finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Marcus returned to his office, he suddenly said to Philip, "Good job."

Philip was shocked.

He wondered if Marcus had discovered what he did.

He sneaked a look at Marcus nervously. He suddenly smiled when he found that Marcus wasn't angry.

He thought Marcus must realize what he had done because Marcus was smart. But anyway, he made Marcus happy. As long as Marcus was delighted, he would ...

"You can get a double bonus this month."

Philip was excited.

He couldn't help but smile.

Nancy didn't know what happened in Marcus' company. She got up late today, and at that time both her elder brothers and father went to work.

She needn't go for a morning jog with Marcus in the winter. So it didn't matter that she got up late.

She was walking around the house in her fluffy pajamas. Neil came back yesterday, so she decided to see if he got up now.

She ran to the door of Neil's room with Harley in her arms. She opened the door slowly and poked her head in.

Neil hadn't woken up yet.

Nancy blinked her eyes and walked in quietly.

"Neil?"

Nancy put Harley down to the ground and then burrowed down beneath the covers on the bed. She crawled under and bumped into something unknown. After a while, she finally managed to nestle in Neil's arms.

Nancy rubbed her fluffy hair against Neil's chest and curled up like a kitten in his arms. Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Harley, who was set aside, felt surprised.

Harley thought confusedly that she came here just for more sleep.

Nancy didn't wake Neil up. It might be because he was too tired or because he drank alcohol last night. Instead, he had a sound sleep because Nancy was just like a soft and warm throw pillow.

An hour later, Nancy woke up. The room was still in total darkness. She felt it was a little stuffy, so she craned out of the covers to breathe fresh air.

She was no longer sleepy and pillowed on Neil's arm, staring at him with big eyes.

She thought Neil resembled Marcus more when he was sleeping.

Then Neil opened his eyes suddenly and met Nancy's gaze.

"Nancy?"

Neil stared blankly at Nancy, who was in his arms. He had a headache and wondered if he was hallucinating.

Nancy nodded, with her chin resting on one of her hands.