Chapter 387: The Deep Night and the Crying Baby

Just then, Marcus appeared at the door, interrupting Jeremy’s words. A warm smile spread across Marcus’s face as he looked at Jeremy, his tone carrying a hint of teasing. “Yvonne, I also think Mr. Jeremy here is a very good man,” Marcus said, his smile full of mystery and confidence, suggesting his own judgment of Jeremy. Jeremy’s expression, on the other hand, was tinged with awkwardness. Seeing Marcus, Yvonne’s smile grew more natural. She turned to look at Marcus, while Jeremy gave a helpless smile, his expression conveying resignation. “Marcus, no matter if you take her to the UK, the US, or even Switzerland, I wouldn’t object. But Syria… that’s a place plagued by constant war.” Marcus shrugged, his smile playful, “Well, my business is there; I don’t have much choice.” His tone was light, carrying a hint of mischief as he winked at Yvonne, as if sharing a secret. Yvonne chuckled softly, her eyes reflecting agreement and joy. She seemed unfazed by Marcus’s teasing,