Chapter 87: To play dirty.

The moment the door closed behind Marcus, he quickened his pace through the hallways, the urgency of his departure palpable. June, sensing that things were not going well, hurried to catch up. “Marcus, wait,” she called, her steps echoing in the corridor. Without breaking stride, Marcus continued walking, his gaze focused ahead. June, persistent, tried to engage him in conversation. “It’s a shame we didn’t get a chance to discuss our families’ potential collaboration further. I’ve always believed in the power of unity.” Marcus, maintaining a stoic silence, remained unresponsive. The hallway seemed to stretch endlessly as June struggled to match his pace. The way he walked, one would have thought he was running away from a ghost. “I am really trying here, Marcus, you know that I have been waiting for you all this while.” June continued, her attempts at conversation was getting her no way. This was making her desperate. As they approached the grand entrance of the mansion, Mar