
"Ah—" Marcell turned around and opened his hand to hug Marco. "Marco, you're finally here!"
Marcell patted Marco on the back and told him to sit down. They sat down while the waiters arranged their dishes at Marcell's request.
Marco looked at his brother. It's been a week since they met again. The last time they met was on their mother's birthday at the Sebastian Mansion.
But at that time, both Marcell and Marco were busy with their respective business partners.
But in just a week, there was a drastic change in Marcell.
Marcell was always handsome and charismatic with a deep hooded look and jet black eyes. It was a powerful inherited gene from Sebastian's family.
But Marco could see traces of fatigue in Marcell's eyes, something he didn't see when they met. Which makes Marco quite curious.
"I heard your company is fine, Marco," Marcell started the conversation.
"Tell me if you need help. I can support you with funds or connections if you need them. After all, you're still my little brother."
"Ah, thank you brother. But I just want to have a chat with you right now," Marco declined cautiously.
"What about you, brother? Are you all right?" Marco asked. He usually did not ask this, but his older brother looked more tired than usual.
"Am I okay?" Marcell sneered.
"Well, depends on what your definition is about doing well. But I've just been with two of my new secretaries. They're still in the hotel room right now. I don't have to listen to that woman*****, Catherine yells at me every time I get back home, and my business is doing really well these days."
"Life is perfect, Marco," said Marcell. But there was a trace of fatigue on his face, despite saying otherwise.
"Are you sure, brother? It looks like you're not well" Marco said bluntly. He wanted to test if Marcell was really affected by Catherine's absence.
"Is it because sister-in-law left?"
"I? Influenced by his departure? Ahaha! That's one funny joke, Marco," Marcell laughed cheerfully. Moreover, he looked even more annoyed than before.
'So he was affected by Catherine's absence, ' Marco was suspicious in his heart.
Marcell's exhausted face turned resolute as if he was only an inch away from the explosion.
"Catherine's still out there, trying to escape. Did she not know that she was an ungrateful whore? Besides, I did it for him, I gave him all my money and told him to buy anything. But it's still not enough" Marcell said.
He turned his head towards Marco again, but this time, he looked at his younger brother with a dangerous gaze, "You rejected his job application, right?"
"Obviously" Marco lied through his teeth. He acted calmly, even under the sharp gaze of his elder brother.
"Why should I play with fire? I know you don't want your sister-in-law to get any jobs, do you?"
"Yes" answered Marcell briefly. "I want him to know there are consequences when it comes to opposing me. I've told my secretary to contact almost any company in the country and tell them not to accept it."
"If there's a sign she's applying for a job in another state, I want them to attack any company that hires her as an employee."
Marco had a faint smile on his face. The threat is not just a bluff. Based on Marcell's face, it was obvious that he wanted Catherine to die out there, crawl back to him and beg for forgiveness.
Which is strange, even for Marco. He was the type of man who would forget any woman he left behind.
"I don't think you love him, brother," Marco said.
"Who said I love her?" Marcell. He is further upset when Marco assumes that his actions are based on love.
Marco was absent for eight years of marriage between Marcell and Catherine. Therefore, she assumed that Catherine was a gold-digging prostitute.
'So that's why he won't stay with me. Because I'm not rich enough for him, am I?' Marco concluded in his head.
"Sister, what if brother-in-law comes to me and asks for money?" Marco asked, wanting to test Marcell more.
"Then you throw him out, spit on his face if you want" Marcell replied instantly.
"Make sure she knows that she can't just lick the shoes of another Sebastian family member to help her."
"That's it.." murmured Marco. He won't lie. There was a little fear in his heart. No matter what he is, Marco is still logical. He knew what kind of person Marcell was when he was angry, Marco also knew how strong his family was.
However, this was the sensation that excited him. The thrill of losing everything because he offended the wrong person. The sensation of being hunted to oblivion for saving the woman belonging to her brother.
She can't wait to return home and touch her sister-in-law, making sure that Catherine has marks all over her body and knows she's under her mercy now.
'This will be fun, ' Marco thought.
"Sister, don't you have any plans to divorce her? Is it because of the divorce settlement?" Marco asked. He also found this strange because Marcell was obviously very rich. Even with the divorce, he would still be a very wealthy billionaire.
"It's not about that. It's about a man's self-esteem" Marcell replied. He examined Marco from head to toe and commented, "You're still young. You don't understand for now, but in the end you will learn about this kind of pride."
"Yes, maybe I'll understand later, brother," Marco replied.
Marco knew that he could not push his brother with more questions. He seemed to be in a bad mood now that Marco kept asking about Catherine.
"Sister, I have a meeting with someone in the afternoon. I'm going back to my apartment now" Marco pleaded. He got up from the chair and patted Marcell's arm twice before leaving.
"Marco—"
Marco immediately stopped his steps, waiting for Marcell to continue his sentence.
"—You are part of the Sebastian family. We are blood brothers. If you're in trouble, just tell me. I'll help."
"Thank you, brother. I'll remember that" replied Marco.
Afterwards, Marco returns to his apartment, the Phoenix Tower.
He rushed to the elevator and knocked on the elevator floor with his shoes impatiently. He exploded when the elevator opened on the 21st floor.
He slammed the door open, looking for his sister-in-law.
"Sister-in-law, where are you?"
Marco looked around his apartment. Everything has been cleaned, probably by Catherine, because this level of cleaning is not done by a professional. Even small chairs and sofa cushions have been arranged in a more feminine way.
But the woman was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is he?"
Marco looked around but to no avail. He looked at the stairs leading to Catherine's apartment downstairs.
Marco decides to go downstairs, checking if Catherine is in his apartment.
As soon as she got off, she kept looking around until she heard the bedroom door open, and Catherine came out with only a towel covering her body from chest to thigh.