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Chapter 71 Very seductive

*MARCELO*

The pure and innocent look in her eyes was very seductive to me.l raised my hand and covered her eyes, gently.

| knew that if | continued to look into her eyes, | would eventually lose control of my emotions.

And she didn’t want to have sex in my office,l couldn't force her to.

“Mrs. King, stop worrying about unimportant people.“Rubbing her long hair, | said with a smile, “You think it is

because of the Koenigsegg that they know my identity? As for what you said about showing off, you have the

right to show off however you want. Now that they know that | am the president of KM Group, many things would

be more convenient for me.”

Renee's eyes were deep, especially when she looked at people suspiciously. At those moments, she looked

extraordinarily endearing.

Her look was so innocent and endearing that | would forget that she was in fact a tough woman.

“You wanted them to find out your connection with GT Group?“She asked, looking atintently.

*RENEE*

A realization dawned on me. With no previous business cooperation between King Group and KM Group,Andrew’s

sudden appearance outside KM Group likely stemmed from suspicions about Marcelo’s identity.

After thinking about it,| felt that it was very likely that the King family began to suspect his identity after he gave

away so much money at the auction.

“You are not stupid after all,” Marcelo remarked calmly, raising his eyebrows.

His comment didn’t sit well withand | couldn't help but frown. “Mr. King, if you knew your wife a little better,

you'll know that you can’t putand the word stupid in the ssentence, “I said with a slightly proud look.

It seemed like my reaction amused Marcelo so much that he had to lower his head to hide his smile.

It appears he really wasn’t bothered by his family figuring out his true identity.

“You should go back to your meeting now. You shouldn't take your work lightly, “I said after stime.

| hadn’t spent much twith him after we got married, as he went out early and cback late. Even when he

was at home, he would often stay in his study, working on sdocuments. He seemed to be a real workaholic.

“I pay those executives so they can run the business even in my absence, “Marcelo said matter-of-factly.

I fell silent.

He was the boss and he could decide if he wanted to go to work or not.

Cto think of it, | owned the Venus Bar, but | was even more absent from work compared to how Marcelo ran

the KM Group.

My work was limited to checking the bar's accounts and cash receipts.

“If I had known that everything was fine with you, | wouldn't have come. | would have gone to my dinner with

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a low voice.

Sarah instead. It’s so hard to book a table at that restaurant ‘I grumbled in ”

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| saw his mood changed for a moment when I said that.

“What do you want to eat?” he asked bluntly.

| thought for a while and said with a sigh, “There is a family style restaurant dining in the city center. But | don’t

think we can book seats at this time.”

“Which one is that?“Marcelo asked calmly.

He sounded so confident as if he could get a table at any time.

| gave him the nand address of the restaurant and then said seriously, “The owner of this restaurant is not

short of money. He is a man of principle who does not accept late bookings, nor does he tolerate people who try

to cut queues.”

What | meant was that no matter how rich Marcelo was, his money wouldn't impress the owner of the restauraht.

“Mrs. King, you don’t have to worry about that,” He said confidently.

He then pulled out his phone and made a phone call. The phone call lasted less than a minute. After ending the

call, he looked atand said seriously, “Let’s go.”

“Where are we going?”

| stared at him,confusedly. Did he really manage to book a table at that restaurant?

“Let's go to dinner, “Marcelo replied calmly.

I glanced at my watch and remarked, “It’s only 5 pm. Why the rush?”

| felt it was still too early for dinner.l wanted to have a walk with him on the pedestrian street first.

This family style restaurant dining was very close to the pedestrian street, and it happened that a new milk tea

shop had just opened on the pedestrian street two days ago.

I hadn't yet had tto go to this milk tea shop and try their drinks.

Something suddenly occurred toand | sighed heavily. “Forget it. The pedestrian street is not a place for

you, “I said sadly.

“Why?” Marcelo asked, his expression gloomy.

| was speechless. He seemed unaware of the potential consequences.

“Mr. King, do you think it is appropriate for a handsman like you, who is confined to a wheelchair, to wander

around the shopping district?” | asked seriously.

His striking appearance would undoubtedly attract considerable attention from passers-by. He might run the risk

of being caught in traffic jams or even in a stampede if he went there.

| also felt that we couldn’t ignore what other people would say since our marriage hadn’t been publicized yet so |

couldn’t be seen with him so openly.

“But you look disappointed.l want to take the pedestrian street with you.“He insisted.

| thought of something and then took out a brand new black mask from my shoulder bag. “If we really have to

go, then you wear this!”

| wear a mask when | went to do makeup for clients. This was one of my spare masks.

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| wished that Marcelo would wear a baseball cap in addition to the mask. However, when | looked at his designer

shirt and pants....Wearing a baseball cap with such a classy outfit would be really ugly.

Marcelo frowned in disgust at the sight of the mask and he directly refused to wear it.

And | tried to convince him.

Ten minutes later, Luke saw Renee and a tall man wearing a mask walk out of the CEO's office.

“Mr. King, are you....Are you suddenly sick?” Luke asked in confusion as Marcelo didn’t wear a mask in the

morning.

He even wondered whether Marcelo had kissed Renee so hard that his lips were swollen. Thinking of that, Luke

glanced at Renee.

Her lips were normal.

Realizing what Luke was thinking, Marcelo gave him a cold look.

The cold look sent shivers down Luke’s spine and he didn’t dare to ask anymore questions.

He followed Marcelo and asked politely, “Mr. King, where are you going now? Do you need my help with

anything?

“You can go back now, “Marcelo replied calmly.

“What? Eh...Okay.“Luke was surprised at first when Marcelo said he could go hat this time. After all, it was

still quite early. However, he quickly realized what was happening and remarked, “Are you going on a date with

Mrs. King? I'll send a driver here right away.”

Renee's face reddened with embarrassment when she heard what Luke had said. “It's not a dat...” She was

about to explain that they weren't going on a date, but Marcelo interrupted her.

“No need to call a driver. Just arrange a car for me,” Marcelo said to Luke.

Luke was Marcelo subordinate. Since Marcelo didn’t bother to explain himself to Luke, then why should Renee

care?

After hearing what Marcelo said, Luke glanced at Renee. Marcelo’s simple words were a clear answer to his

question. In that case, there was no point in Renee arguing

After all, there was nothing wrong with a couple going on a date.

Renee urged Luke to choose a discreet car. Driving the Koenigsegg to the busy district might attract unwanted

attention.

Seated in the passenger seat, Renee stole glances at the man behind the wheel.

He was driving them himself.

A black mask obscured most of Marcelo’s face, leaving only his striking eyebrows and captivating, starry eyes

visible. His heroic demeanor and a hint of aloofness were prominent.

Renee began to doubt her decision.

Marcelo’s appearance didn’t align with staying inconspicuous. Quite the opposite, he could easily be mistaken for

a celebrity.

They parked the car nearby and got downt:

Renee was shocked to find him heading for the pedestrian street without getting his wheelchair from the trunk.

Had he forgotten his pretense?

She hurried up to him and reminded.

“Marcelo,your wheelchair.”

He pointed at the mask.”l don’t need it.I'm on a mask remember..."

“But...”

“Renee, you wanted a stroll, we're going for a stroll.Let’s go

Marcelo knew that this was crazy.He had never taken chances like this before.But he didn’t want to go around

with

a wheelchair with her every fucking time.He wanted her to see him as a normal husband always.Even if it meant

messing with his plans.

They strolled along the pedestrian street.

After a few steps, Renee sensed his restlessness.

Observing the bustling crowd, Marcelo’s expression soured slightly in disdain.

“You don’t like crowds?” Renee anticipated his thoughts. “It’s Friday. People leave work early. The business

district is more crowded than usual. | warned you not to come...ah...”

As Renee finished speaking, one of the young men playing nearby nearly collided with her.

Reacting swiftly, Marcelo pulled her into his arms, his impatience growing more evident.

“Sorry.” The playful young man quickly apologized, stunned by Renee’s appearance.

“What are you looking at?” Reacting instinctively, Marcelo positioned himself in front of Renee protectively,

visibly irritated by the man’s intense gaze on her.

The young man and his companions immediately regained their composure.

One of them grinned and asked, “Hey there, beautiful, can | get your number?”

“No.” She replied,bluntly and she could sense Marcelo’s sudden mood shift beside her.

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