Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1461 Endure for Her

Although they did not speak, they knew that it was already past midnight when they fell asleep.

No one could remain calm after such a thing had happened.

Early the next morning, Marcellus sent a driver to send Beryl back to school. She still had classes to attend and

could not be delayed.

As for himself, he drove to the old house of his family. When the car drove into the courtyard, even the

housekeeper was shocked and looked at him in disbelief. "Young, Young Master?"

Marcellus raised his eyes and asked expressionlessly, "Where's my grandfather."

"Sir. Perkins is drawing in the study."

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Drawing?

Marcellus sneered. When he was eight years old, he accidentally passed by the study and saw Sir. Perkins drawing.

His strokes were vigorous, and the character in the painting was also very vivid, but he didn't draw with paint.

He had used someone else's blood to draw a painting for his opponent to see. This cruel method was deeply

imprinted in his heart and would not be erased no matter how long it had been.

He frowned and went straight into the house without saying anything.

He strode into the study with his head held high and knocked on the door three times impatiently. When he pushed

the door open and went in, Sir. Perkins did not look surprised at all, as if he had already known it was him.

"Marcellus."

Marcellus was not in the mood to joke around. He threw the car key on the table with a loud bang and got straight

to the point. "Let's talk about what happened yesterday."

Sir. Perkins didn't even raise his head as he continued, "I've already finished what happened yesterday. What else

do you want to talk about?"

Looking at his calm expression, Marcellus knew very well that the calmer he looked on the surface, the uglier the

things hidden underneath would be.

Marcellus pressed down on the drawing board and interrupted her forcefully. "Stop drawing. Let's talk it through

while I can."

Marcellus's tone was very bad. Although he had always quarreled with him for no reason before, most of the time,

he had made a big noise. It was rare for them to confront each other calmly like today.

When he became serious, he looked like a completely different person.

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Sir. Perkins had no choice but to put down the brush in his hand and look at the palm on the table. His voice was so

calm that it made people shudder. "Every move you make now may harm that girl."

The corners of Marcellus's eyes twitched violently, and a trace of fierceness appeared on his face. He gritted his

teeth and asked, "Do you want to hurt her?"

"What can you do if I want to hurt her?" Sir. Perkins no longer hid anything from him and showed him everything. "If

I really want to do something, can you protect her?"

Marcellus's entire body tensed up, as if he would explode at any moment.

"So, the best choice is for you to let go of her, so that you and she can suffer less."

Marcellus knew that these words were not meant to scare him. Looking at the old face in front of him, his heart was

filled with countless emotions. In the end, he could only endure it.

He was not trying to restrain himself out of fear, but for the sake of Beryl.

However, the more he compromised, the more determined Sir. Perkins became. He couldn't let them be together.

If this girl was fallen into the hands of the opponent, wouldn't he be at the mercy of his opponent one day?

This was something that he would absolutely not allow to happen.