Was Marcus always insecure like that?
I spaced out for a moment before making introductions. “This is Mr. Zimmerman–You’ve met him at the restaurant. This is Emery Moore.”
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Moore,” Marcus said, his arm outstretched. “I am Marcus White.” They shook hands gently.
When Emery took his hand, she tightened her grip deliberately. “Mr. White, it’s only been a few years. Don’t you don’t recognize me already?”
“Do you know each other?” I asked.
Marcus looked pale and glanced at Alexander. It was subtle but I noticed it.
Alexander received the signal. He separated them both, coming up with an excuse as he did so. “All of you grew up in K City together. What’s more, you’re Scarlett’s friend. It’s not unusual for you to have crossed paths before. You could also have crossed paths before; who knows? This is fate. Come, let’s talk about it over lunch.”
Emery glared at Alexander for yanking her arm away. She turned and stared at Marcus. I was surprised to see hostility in her beautiful eyes. She looked as though she had wanted to say something but thought the better of it.
Anyone with brains could have seen that there was something fishy between those two, but it was ambiguous enough to keep me guessing.
Thus, the meal was passed in strained silence.
Marcus did not go upstairs immediately after dinner. He accompanied me and the maid to put away the dishes. Our actions were like a seasoned married couple.
I noticed that Emery was extremely unhappy.
These three must be hiding something from me.
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