Marcus stared out the window fixedly. Ricos Bridge in the distance was veiled in a blanket of mist. He closed his eyes, his eyebrows creased with annoyance, and he could feel a pang spreading from his temples.
‘Should I keep the secret away from her for the rest of her life?’
Apparently, it was impossible. Sooner or later, she would find out the truth.
However, according to the tradition of the Hamertons, he had to choose a woman from the other three big families as his wife. If Cordelia joined the Hamertons, one could imagine what kind of fate would be awaiting her.
Most importantly, he was not the real Marcus.
He took a deep breath and pulled Marcus’ ID card out of his pocket. The man on the ID card had the same face as him, but they were not the same person.
“Z.” Josiah might not be very intelligent, but he was very good at reading other people’s emotions. “May I suggest you end the “training” earlier? Everything here in Chaiseland is almost finished, and Freddy and I will help you to take care of the rest. You should go back to your wife. After all, it seems you miss her a lot.”
Marcus’ expression changed, and he turned around.
This was the first time he had let out a relieved smile ever since he came to Ricos.
Fredric couldn’t help himself and gave Josiah a big thumbs up inwardly. They all smiled at each other, and just when they were preparing to leave after getting all their stuff ready, Robert came in and looked at Marcus anxiously.
“Mr. Grist!”
“What happened?”
Robert licked his lips and replied, “I just received news from Jangasas. Ms. Jenner is in trouble!”
…
Cordelia had been in the interrogation room for a day and a night.
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