When the Dead Still Call novel Chapter 235

apter 235 Don’t Bring That Up

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Maxwell still got into a top university, even studied abroad, and became a great stylist.

So how could anyone call him the dumbest? He just wouldn’t accept it.

“Also, I know you’re trying to get Isabel back, but she clearly isn’t interested. Just let it go. Tons of other women out there.”

“Yeah, and you should stop thinking about getting back with Patience, too. No point chasing an

ex.”

Marcelo pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, slipped one out, and lit it.

He took a long drag, then exhaled slowly, a smoke ring floating out as his stress drifted away with it.

He leaned back, half closed his eyes, and let the nicotine hit. His whole body relaxed, posture loosening up.

That earlier tension and awkward vibe faded fast. Watching his dumb brother act like an idiot helped a lot.

“That’s different. Patience and I aren’t like that.”

“How’s it different? Isn’t Gianna the one who messed things up?”

Marcelo knew exactly what was going on, but he wasn’t about to explain.

“You don’t get it, so drop it.” Maxwell’s temper flared just from mentioning it.

He’d shown up at Amelia’s company a few times lately, trying to run into Patience. But that cold–hearted woman wouldn’t even look at him.

Even when he managed to catch her, she’d just take shots at him. Every word she said felt like a dig.

She used to be sweet and caring, always putting up with his nonsense and watching out for him.

Maxwell was sure Amelia had turned Patience against him. Even Isabel turned against Marcelo!

So what if that brat was his real sister? She was rebellious. Why should he spoil her?

“Tsk, aren’t you going to coax Gianna? What’re you waiting for?” Marcelo was running out of patience.

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Watching his clueless brother act like that, he figured even a full pack wouldn’t calm him down.

“Oh crap. I totally forgot!” Maxwell jumped up and bolted out.

“What an idiot. He’s hopeless.” Marcelo shook his head.

Honestly, he couldn’t wait for his brother to finally learn how it felt to be in his place.

Marcelo was sharp. Like Amelia, he preferred to sit back and watch his two brothers make fools of themselves.

Watching them both fall for that manipulative girl was actually kind of entertaining.

He felt lucky to be the first one who woke up from her tricks.

Still, he was also the one who’d hurt his real sister the worst, burned that bridge completely.

What a disaster.

You started it, so now deal with the consequences.

“Mama’s boy? Screw you! We’re done. We’re done. That business deal? Forget it–I’m pulling

out!”

Then he turned and stormed out.

He might as well head home, take a shower, and crash. It was way better than wasting time and money drinking with that jerk.

Friendship? He didn’t need it anymore.

“Tsk!” Marcelo took another drink, equally irritated.

He’d only teamed up with Vincent to look good in front of those investors anyway.

Now that the deal was dead, whatever. Today was a disaster.

If he’d known, he would’ve ignored his mother’s request to bring his stupid brother along with Gianna.

That manipulative girl was driving him crazy.

“Thanks for the ride home, Amelia. Really appreciate it,” Jeremy said, sitting in the passenger

seat for once.

He looked over at her, feeling weirdly happy.

Amelia didn’t think much of it. “No problem. It’s not that far anyway.”

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