However, the manager looked at Mr. Perkins, who was drunk. Although he knew that he shouldn't meddle in other people's business, he still said a few more words for his own good. "Mr. Perkins, the school dormitory is about to close at this time. It may not be too late for you to go there."
"It's okay. Who dares to stop me if I want to go?" Marcellus said as he broke free from the manager and walked toward the car. "If it doesn't work, call all the school leaders over. I'll see who dares to stop me!"
His tone was very arrogant.
His attitude was extremely nasty.
Needless to say, he must have been drunk and vented all the anger he usually had at Miss. Juliet to the school.
When the manager saw him walking straight to the driver's seat, his heart trembled. He quickly called the driver over and had no choice but to help him into the back seat of the car.
After getting in the car, Marcellus finally quieted down a little. He put his elbow on the hood of the window, rested his forehead on his fingertips, and lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking.
It was rare for him to be so quiet, so the manager did not disturb him. He just sat aside and accompanied him. He was really worried about him going to school alone like this.
However, halfway through the car, he caught a glimpse of the figure in the darkness. He couldn't help feeling a little sad.
In fact, he could feel that Marcellus liked Miss. Juliet very much. It was different from before when Marcellus was in love. In the past, he was generous and often gave luxury bags and cars to his girlfriends. This time, although Marcellus did not give as much as before, relatively speaking, he gave his heart to Miss. Juliet. It was just that he refused to admit it.
A woman who could think of a man when he was drunk in the middle of the night must not be an unimportant person.
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