My brother-in-law My husband
Chapter 20

The receptionist quickly changed her expression in front of Catherine, "Miss, may I know your name?"

"Catherine Anderson," Catherine replied, did not want to bring her last name 'Sebastian' here.

"ah! Y—ya, my name is Anna, Miss. I'm receptionist at Phoenix Tower. Let me take you to the floor. Please follow me," said Anna, the receptionist. She saw Catherine's suitcase, so she told the janitor to take her.

Anna used the VIP elevator and headed straight to the 20th floor, "Miss, you can always use this VIP elevator. This elevator will take you directly to the 20th and 21st floors. I'll give you a card later,"

"Thank you, Ann…."

They arrived at the 20th floor, and Anna led the way. He began to explain as he walked, "This floor only has two large rooms.

"The room on the left is used for Mr.'s second office. Sebastian. Only Diamond—the secretary and the servants ever walked into the office."

"And to your right—" Anna used a white card from Catherine to unlock the door, "—There is an empty apartment. This apartment has been empty since Mr. Phoenix Sebastian bought this building. He renovated it to create a new apartment, but it was not listed, so it could not be bought or rented. But he made sure the staff cleaned it every day."

Anna opened the door and let Catherine enter first.

Catherine walked in and stopped her steps as soon as she saw the size of this apartment; she expected a small studio space, at least enough for her and her daughter.

But what he got was a large apartment, basically a luxury apartment, fully furnished, and all new.

Anna came in and began explaining like a real estate agent, "This apartment has five bedrooms, four bathrooms, a living room, and a kitchen with a direct view of the central garden. There is also access to a long balcony if you want to have it have afternoon tea while looking at the central garden.."

"Miss Catherine will be the first person to live here, so all the facilities are guaranteed to be new. There will be two housekeepers cleaning this apartment every morning, and if you need anything, you can call me on the phone. The reception desk phone code is 3."

Catherine looked around in awe until she forgot to breathe. Of course, this was not the first time he had seen such an expensive apartment. Marcell has everything, double the amount Marco has.

But the building that surprised him was Marco owned this apartment, "Is it all in Marco's name?" Catherine asked.

"The building was on behalf of Mr. Marco Phoenix Sebastian, but he listed many apartment rooms from the 5th to 19th floors, Miss Catherine," Anna replied.

Anna sees Catherine Anderson still busy looking through her new apartment. She did not want to disturb her new employer, so she lowered her head and said, "I will put the key on this table, Miss Catherine. Call me if you need anything. Excuse me."

Catherine turned around and politely thanked the receptionist.

The janitor placed Catherine's luggage nearby before closing the door.

It was a luxury apartment, but not as luxurious as his home with Marcell, their villa, or anything else.

But the Marco— apartment building and its entire achievements are much more impressive than Marcell's.

Because Catherine knew that Marco was a fervent fiend, the opposite of Marcell, who had it all in the first place, and was told to manage and expand Sebastian's ever-strong family business.

He hears from Dorothea that Marco is refusing money from Sebastian's family, and people assume that Marco just wants to cut ties with his family.

So he started from the bottom, and his entertainment and investment companies skyrocketed in five years.

"What a wonderful man…." Catherine's burning. "All women should be crazy about her."

But not for Catherine. He knows his place and knows that Marco is just playing around. Just like how Marcell fucked almost every attractive woman he met, they were blood relatives.

Catherine felt a growing self-hatred in her heart, hoping she would never get involved with Marcell, and all regrets began to approach her.

But she quickly dispelled those thoughts before the negative thoughts affected her soul, "Don't now, Catherine. Focus on your daughter's well-being first. That's the most important."

Catherine brought a suitcase and began exploring her new apartment. He prepared two bedrooms each for her and Amanda, then began checking the bathroom, laundry room, and kitchen, especially the fridge.

"They have everything here." murmured Catherine. "Should I refill the groceries myself, or would the staff refill them?"

Catherine recalled that Amanda had her own favorite drinks, snacks, and some seasonings that the staff might not have known about, "I need to talk to Marcell about groceries later."

Cookout.

Clean out his office clothes.

The bed.

"At least I need to check her dirty laundry" Catherine said. He climbed the stairs and found that they were connected to the kitchen.

She immediately checked Marco's fridge and frowned at the sight of the messy fridge and dirty dishes, "Did the housekeeper forget to clean today?"

Catherine did her job by arranging the items in the fridge and putting the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.

Since the dishwasher would take quite a while, he checked the dirty laundry and found something strange in the laundry basket…

Catherine received the only unwashed dirty laundry, but it was not a shirt or even ****** *****.

It was a black woman's underwear.

"Marco lives alone, right?"

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…

…

"Don't tell me he likes it?" Catherine theorized. But in the end, he brushed off the thought, threw the underwear back into the laundry basket, and checked the bedroom. He figured there must be some more dirty shirts and suits there.

His bedroom door was half open, but his room was dark, so he could not see anything from the outside. But the strong alcohol scent from the room made Catherine dizzy for a moment.

Catherine pushed the door open and turned on the light.

"MUHHHH!" Catherine flinched and screamed in shock when she saw a man and woman swallow*jang sleeping on the bed. They slept well, and there were many expensive bottles of alcohol around them.

The woman woke up first when she heard the scream. He grumbled before opening his eyes.

The woman looked at Catherine confusedly before sighing and asking, "Are you the new servant? Did Marco not tell you anything?"

…

Catherine was too shocked to react. He continued to stare at the woman who was gently slapping the sleeping man's cheek several times for him to wake up, "Honey, get up."

"Ugh...what?" the man asked.

"Marco hired a new maid. He's shocked because we slept in his room."

"Th-"

The man opened his eyes wide. He looked at Catherine and forced a smile, "Are you Marco's new servant? Ah, she must have forgotten to tell you about us."

They're rising. They got dressed and walked past Catherine, "Oh, by the way…."

The woman returned to Catherine and took the money out of her purse, "I feel bad for surprising you. It's just pocket money for you. Don't tell anyone about us, okay?"

Catherine looked at the woman, and with a closer examination, she recognized her, "Wait, aren't you the Jessica— artist"