Goodbye, My Love

“I’LL find someone to repair the castle. Don’t try to get Marina out of punishment.”

Marco’s face darkened. Laura fell silent, too terrified to argue. She cried as she watched her daughter being dragged away

The only one who might’ve been able to stop Marco was Liza, but she was still lying in the hospital right now.

Having dealt with his family’s mess, Marco went to the bar to drink.

Jimmie and Slater joined him.

“It is fine, Marco. You just lost some money. You can earn that much back in a minute.” Slater’s consolation was always so simple.

“It’s not about the money.“ Casting a sidelong glance at Slater, Jimmie clinked his glass against Marco’s.

Marco had polished off half a bottle of whisky, but his eyes were still clear.

Marco agreed with Jimmie; he didn’t care about how much money he’d lost. Those sorts of Losses meant nothing to Bryant Group.

What he couldn’t stand was the intimacy between Loraine and Mr. T.

After a few drinks, Slater began to speak without thinking. “Loraine is just a poor country girl. How does she know so many upper-class men?

First, a high-ranking government official, and now, a Legendary artist?

It’s weird!”

Jimmie joined in.

“What’s even more confusing is that after Loraine dropped out of middle school, she went to Presal Institute of Art. Who paid her tuition fees? Marco, you’d better focus on investigating the gap after Loraine left the countryside.” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I will. But…” Marco threw back another glass of whisky and then looked at Jimmie calmly. “Jimmie, have you told anyone else about your discovery earlier?”

“No, of course not.” Jimmie’s expression changed slightly as he fell into thought. “But I know what you mean. ALL the facts and mistruths surrounding Loraine’s past were exposed. Someone must have conspired to slander her.”

“You guys have to believe me,” Slater urged.

“It wasn’t me this time!”

Jimmie rolled his eyes.

“Don’t worry, no one doubts you. Your intellect wouldn’t be capable of such sophisticated tricks.”

“Jimmie, what the hell?”

Slater couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He raised a hand, intending to beat Jimmie, but he was stopped by Marco.