She would know whose marriage it would be, so I did not include the details.
At the start, I thought that Marcus’ condition would improve now that he was willing to eat. Unfortunately, that was not what happened. Hours later, his condition deteriorated, and he was almost declared to be in a critical condition. Luckily, the doctors managed to treat him in time and pulled him out of danger. Still, he became unconscious.
The flame of hope that had just begun burning earlier was blown out again. The last shred of hope I could cling to was for the wedding to be held as soon as possible to lighten his mood.
At nine at night, I left the hospital. As Marcus was suicidal, I had to arrange for a group of people to watch over him in shifts. Only after that, then did I feel at ease about going home with Anthony.
The car slowly drove into the manor. From afar, I could already spot two unfamiliar sports cars parked right outside the house. One was red, and one was black; the clashing colors seemed to radiate aggression. A distance away from those two cars was a van, but it was not the Featherstones’.
John was the only one at home who liked cars, but he knew his limits; he would not bring his friends who also dabbled in cars back home. Therefore, our guests must be someone unexpected.
“Hahaha! You’re such an interesting character! Since we click, why don’t you join in and make big bucks with us?”
“Great idea! Let’s do that together!”
“What do you think, John? Come on!”
Even before entering, I could hear the voices of the foreigners inside, speaking loudly in Ustranasion.
The moment I stepped into the house, I nearly jumped out of my skin.
A group of towering black men was standing beside the couch in the living room. It was a grand sight to behold.
Upstairs, Audrey was sprawled by the side of the staircase railing, peeking at the scene downstairs through the gaps of the baluster. When her eyes met mine, she even cheekily stuck out her tongue at me.
Immediately, I shot her a warning look, telling her to return to her room. However, I caught the attention of the black men instead.
“Yo, Stanhope, you’re back.”
Somehow, I sensed that he was calling me, so I turned around to look at a smiling dark face.
The man had a flowery shirt on with a tie, and there was an eye-catching gold chain around his neck. He was half a head taller than Anthony; he looked intimidating, and I took a step back in alarm subconsciously.
Right before he could hug me, I reached out my hand to press against his chest so that he would not come any closer.
In the next second, Anthony took a step forward to separate me and the black man.
A scowl was on his face, and he looked positively murderous. He said nothing, but the look on his face told the others everything that was on his mind.
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Males of all creatures could always sense the danger within the shortest time possible.
The black man was evidently wary of Anthony, for he did not comment on Anthony’s action. His arms remained outstretched in front of him, but he shrugged and took two steps back.
“Come on, Featherstone. We’re buddies. Don’t get so mad.” The black man smiled as he let his arms return to his side. Then, he politely reached out a hand and introduced himself, “It’s me, Lucas. We should’ve met earlier.”
Anthony’s eyes swept past his hand before he pressed his lips together. “I don’t remember you.”
Anthony never once planned to shake hands with him.
In the end, Lucas awkwardly retracted his hand as an embarrassed look crept upon his face.
However, Anthony ignored him. He turned around and escorted me to the couch as he asked John, “What’s going on?”
John took in a deep breath before gesturing to the side. “This is Lucas and that’s Quince.”
It was then we noticed that Lucas was not the only important figure there. On the couch was a shorter black man. As he was much thinner and smaller in size, his subordinates had blocked him from our vision, and that was why we did not notice him until then.
He must be Quince.
After a pause, John added, “They’re the leaders of M Country’s number one gang, Skull.”
God. This can’t be the Skull I know, right? Is this the horrendous gang that commits numerous atrocious killings? Even the authorities in M Country can’t do anything about them.
Clinging to hope, I glanced at John hoping to see a hint telling me that he was not serious. Sadly, no miracles happened.
The only things behind the friendliness of strangers are money and power. It was easy to guess what they were at our place for.
The rich and the powerful were easy targets. Featherstone Corporation was the largest company that had managed to expand its business into five countries, and many were eager to cut a piece of Featherstone Corporation for themselves.
Those who took the legal route would come to Featherstone Corporation with business proposals, hoping to be the lucky one among the millions. Regardless of everything, Featherstone Corporation remained the one to decide.
However, it was apparent that our guests were not going to do things by the book.
Nevertheless, Anthony was unfazed. He looked at John serenely, signaling him to provide a longer explanation.
John was half-slumped on the couch, and his head rested on his arm. He made a circling motion around his temple with his other hand and said, “Isn’t Summer about to open a club? I don’t know where these two guys got their news from, but they want to be in it.”
They’re here for Summer?
Is the number one gang from overseas that short of money?
Let’s put the issue of whether or not Summer’s club will succeed or fail aside first. Even if it does open up for business, it’s only within K City. It’ll be a small business, and they’d essentially be stealing from a kid. Aren’t they embarrassed?
“Where’s Summer?” Anthony asked.
“She isn’t back yet,” John told him. “Summer’s a busy girl now.”
Good, I thought. There was a lack of shame and morals in the underground world, so it was better for the child to avoid dealing with them.
While they were not paying attention to me, I sneakily tugged Anthony’s sleeve, wanting him to not let Summer deal with them.
Anthony gave me a barely-discernible nod before hinting to me not to get anxious. It seemed like he had a plan.
With that sign, I relaxed a little. Then, a thought popped into my head, and I hurriedly called Joseph to my side. “Mr. Campbell, come over for a second.”
Joseph, the smart man he was, knew that I did not want to catch anyone else’s attention, so he hunched over to get closer to me.
“Guard the door. Once Summer is back, let her return to her room via the side door,” I whispered to him.
“Understood,” Joseph replied before walking toward the door.
Quince noticed Joseph’s action, and he narrowed his eyes and let them trail Joseph to the doorway.
Fortunately, we were at the Featherstone residence, so he did not act on his observation. However, when he noticed my gaze, he curled his lips into a smile that did not reach his eyes. That smile sent shudders running down my spine.
I averted my eyes before remembering about the spying Audrey upstairs.
That girl’s really brave, huh? A normal kid would start crying for their mother at the sight of a foreign black man in the house. Not only did she not cry, but she’s even spying from behind the baluster.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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