A single look from Liza silenced them. She was acutely aware of Marco’s capabilities and tactics.
If Marco was prepared to abandon the Bryant Group, she could accept that. The only stipulation was for them to
apologize to Loraine, a minor inconvenience. Having issued numerous harsh remarks earlier, she was naturally
reluctant.
In the end, Liza measured the pros and cons and opted to swallow her pride. With visible reluctance, she
mustered an insincere apology.
“Loraine, events unfolded unexpectedly, involving the Bryant family lineage. | reacted impulsively and uttered
sharsh words. | hope you won't hold it against me.”
Hearing this, Marco turned his attention to the visibly irked mother-daughter duo.
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Initially, Laura and Marina were resistant, but under Liza's intense glare, they begrudgingly capitulated.
“Alright, we're sorry,” they mumbled reluctantly.
Loraine was taken aback. She hadn't anticipated that Marco wasn’t advocating for his interests but solely
seeking vindication for her.
“Marco...”
She began, but before she could finish her sentence, Marco had already taken her hand and was turning to
leave. “Let’s go.”
Loraine glanced at him. “Is it okay to leave just Like this?”
“Yes, it's fine,” Marco reassured her. He cast a final look at the
Bryants, paused momentarily, and articulated in an icy tone, “From this point onwards, | hold no ties with the
Bryant family.”
The realization that he was no Longer bound by the chains of familial affection was Liberating for Marco. With no
Lingering attachments, he confidently strode away, hand in hand with Loraine.
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Having Loraine by his side was all he needed.
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Marco gently clasped Loraine’s hand as they rode the elevator straight to the parking lot.
Fortunately, the quietude of the night provided cover, sparing them from any unwanted attention.
Loraine couldn't help but notice a significant shift in Marco’s demeanor. It was as if a burdensweight had
been lifted off his shoulders, the chronic crease of his brow seeming Less pronounced.
Suddenly, she found herself believing that the evening's events might not have been entirely unfortunate.
The silence that enveloped them as they walked hand in hand to the parking lot was comfortable rather than
awkward. Loraine, who had arrived in haste, had simply flagged down a taxi. Without any hesitation, she trailed
behind Marco towards his sleek black Lincoln.
As Marco produced the keys to unlock the car, a hand abruptly barred the door from opening.
The intruder, garbed in a security guard uniform, had a somewhat suspicious look about him. He cast a scornful
glance at Marco, affecting an air of regret yet emitting a sarcastic tone.