I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207

Inside the Chandler family’s living room, foro HAM TONS of walis sind

without a strand out of place each one looking thoughly professional.

“What’s with all this?

Sophie glanced at Marcus. “Did you bring them here?”

“They’ll be taking care of your daily needs from now on. I already spoke with your pareses. They don’t mind*

Sophie’s eyes were full of confusion. “Since when did you get along to well with my parent?

“I get along with everyone,” Marcus replied calmly. “Especially with the Chandien

His tone was so casual it made Sophie want to roll her eyes. She was about to retort when Mr. and Mrs. Chandler car out from the dining room

They had clearly been waiting for a while. The moment Mrs. Chandler saw her daughter, her eyes turned red

“Sophie, you’ve suffered so much.”

“Mom, it’s over now, I’m fine.” Sophie linked arms with her mother and smiled as she steered her toward the dining room. “Did you and Dad make me a lot of my favorite dishes?

“Let’s just eat and not bring up those sad things.”

Seeing Sophie change the subject, everyone else followed her lead and said nothing more.

When they all sat down at the dining table, it suddenly hit them–they had forgotten someone.

Mr. Chandler glanced awkwardly at Marcus, who had just walked in.

“Mr. Morgan, you’ve worked hard too. Why don’t you stay and eat with us?”

It was meant as politeness, but Marcus didn’t hesitate. He strode forward and sat right down beside Sophie.

Sophie muttered under her breath. “You really don’t know what politeness means.”

“One family doesn’t need to be polite.”

Marcus spoke with infuriating ease, and Sophie cursed him in her heart for being so shameless.

Seeing him actually sit down, Mr. and Mrs. Chandler exchanged glances. Across the table, Ethan Chandler and Sherry Shaw did the same, surprise flickering in all their eyes. Marcus had really stayed.

The servants brought out the pre prepared dishes and then quietly withdrew.

“Please, Mr. Morgan.”

“We didn’t know you’d be coming, so we only prepared the food Sophie likes. I hope it suits your taste as well,” Mr. Chandler said politely.

“There’s no need for formality. Uncle. My taste is the same as hers.”

As he spoke, Marcus picked up a piece of braised rib and placed it in Sophie’s bowl. His gesture was intimate, natural–making her parents look

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more like outsiders at their own table.

“Dar, Mom, just enjoy your meat. Don’t worry about him,” Sophie said as she ate.

Her parents forced a couple of awkward smiles and began eating, one slow bite at a time.

After a while, Marcus set down his chopsticks and spoke up.

Unde, Aunt, there’s actually something I’d like to ask of you today,”

At those words, both Mr. and Mrs. Chandler immediately put down their utensils.

“My father has stripped me of all my shares and authority. The houses, cars–all of it belonged to the president of Morgan Group. Now that I’ve

been dismissed, all of it’s been taken back as well.”

Hearing this, Mr. Chandler instantly understood. Before Marcus could continue, he hurriedly cut in:

“Mr. Morgan, I suddenly remembered something urgent at the company. You all go on with your meal. My wife and I should head back to work.”

He tugged Mrs. Chandler’s sleeve, giving her a meaningful look.

Mrs. Chandler rose at once, leaving a quick instruction with Sophie.

“Sophie, if Mr. Morgan needs anything, your decision is our decision. You can handle it.”

“Work calls, so we’ll be going now.”

The couple left one after the other, their retreat looking almost like a hasty escape.

Clink!

Sophie slammed her bowl onto the table, the crisp sound echoing in the room. She glared at Marcus, cheeks puffed in frustration.

“Marcus, what exactly are you trying to do?”

“I’m homeless,” he said quietly, lowering his gaze, his expression carrying a hint of pitifulness. “I just want a place to stay.”

“I have a small apartment downtown–about two hundred square meters. More than enough for you. You ended up in this situation partly because of me, so I’ll lend it to you for now. After dinner, I’ll have the driver take you there.”

Sophie was crisp and decisive, even pulling the keys out of her bag and dropping them on the table.

Marcus sighed silently, like a man nursing a grievance too big to put into words.

Sophie just watched him act, nearly laughing out of sheer exasperation.

Sherry Shaw couldn’t hold back. “Mr. Morgan, is there something else you’re not satisfied with?”

“To be honest, I’m not used to apartments,” Marcus said.

Before he could finish, Sophie cut him off. “I’m not buying you a villa!”

Sure, his downfall had something to do with her, but Sophie wasn’t so rich she could casually buy him a mansion.

Sherry covered her mouth, chuckling. “Sophie, he doesn’t mean a villa. He wants to move straight into the Chandler house.”

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With his little scheme exposed, Marcus didit bother to hide it.

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