Chapter 50

It was Marvin. What was he doing here? Marvin had been dragged to the bar by some friends and was bored out of his mind. Just as he considered stepping outside for air, he spotted Janice. His refined demeanor exuded confidence as he approached. "Mrs. Beaver? Feeling better already? Apologies for not staying with you until you regained consciousness the other day." Cynthia's heart skipped as memories of that day flashed in her mind. If not for Marvin's intervention, she might still be at Liam's mercy, enduring who knew what horrors? Gratitude swelled in her chest. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Gibson. I'm perfectly fine now. I'm so grateful for what you did that day. Please don't feel any burden, but when you have time, I'd like to treat you to a meal." Cynthia hated owing favors, and she truly appreciated his help. Marvin's lips curved into a faint smile. "In that case, why wait? Let's do it tonight." "Ah… Sure," Cynthia replied, caught off guard by his spontaneity. Wasn't h