With that, he beat a hasty retreat, swiftly exiting the room. Carl, stationed at the doorway, followed suit, leaving
Loraine and Marco in an awkward standoff.
Left in a state of unease, Loraine was unsure how to proceed.
Now, it was up to her to confront Marco once again.
Indeed, Loraine found herself nursing a tinge of remorse for her biting words to Marco previously. In truth, their
relationship was presently devoid of any romantic undertones.
She should not have cared about Marco’s private connections and preferences.
Conversely, Marco had arrived just in twith the rare blood type
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Aldo needed. He had even reached out to a scientific team, procuring a surgical robot, significantly assisting her.
Besides, his brave rescue of Rowan meant the Torres family was considerably in his debt.
Could she really harbor resentment towards him?
When Loraine made the decision to attend the meeting that day, she was determined to confront Marco with
composure and self-possession.
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However, once confronted with his presence, she realized that maintaining such emotional detachment was
beyond her capabilities.
Despite her attempts to convince herself that her association with
Marco was immaterial, their past moments of mutual help and the blurred lines of their relationship swirled in
her mind at his sight.
Her nerves refused to settle in his presence. Keely persistently stood as the wall between them.
Keely’s deeds were undeniably more malicious than what the Bryant family members had perpetrated, and the
stain of her crimes seemed indelible.
And now, Keely, who had committed such a grave error, was out of prison, enjoying herself overseas, and was
audaciously planning to return and flaunt her liberty in Loraine’s face.
The mere thought of it ignited Loraine’s anger.
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Lost in her reverie, Loraine remained seated despite her icy countenance, not abruptly leaving the meeting.
In response, Marco's gaze softened as he looked at her, a spark of optimism flickering in his eyes.
“Loraine, what are you thinking about for now?”
Marco rose from his chair and ambled towards Loraine. He then knelt and locked his eyes with hers.
Suddenly, a shadow loomed before Loraine. As she regained her focus, she found herself confined between her
chair and Marco.
His gaze was intense, piercing her.
“Loraine, can we have a discussion?”