Chapter 1334 Treat It as Your Own Home
Luke was silent for a long time before he spoke again. "I know what you mean, Mr. Perkins. I don't have the final say
in the new project alone. I'll hold it in for now. Let's talk face-to-face when you recover."
Marcellus wasn't in a hurry to force him. He understood that there was no need to rush into things, so he gave him
some time to catch his breath.
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Marcellus raised his head and met the girl's questioning gaze.
He was stunned for a moment and then asked in a relaxed manner, "What's wrong?"
Beryl looked at him with a complicated expression. She wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.
"You..."
"You can say whatever you want. I'm injured now, so I won't do anything to you." ...
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Beryl took a deep breath and asked him in confusion, "Do you know the boss of the restaurant just now?"
"I didn't know him before."
"But you just told him that you were going to talk to him about the project."
"That's right." Marcellus nodded. He didn't hide anything and explained everything to her. "He happens to have a
project that I absolutely won't allow anyone to do. I can use this opportunity to teach him a lesson."
At first, he was still thinking about how to find Luke. After all, they were all in the business world, so it was not easy
for him to make it too obvious. Now, he didn't need to worry about it.
However, this was also something that Beryl could not understand. In her opinion, he was already very
uncomfortable with such a serious injury, but he still had to use his injury to bargain with others.
How indifferent did he have to be to do this? Didn't he feel wronged?
All of the girl's entanglements and confusion were written all over her face. Marcellus saw it. He didn't want to force
her to understand, but he didn't want to let her misunderstand him.
So, he said seriously, "This is the world of adults. Since I'm injured, why don't I maximize the benefits and take what
I want? Otherwise, I'll suffer for nothing."
Beryl lowered her head and clasped her hands tightly on her knees. "But I just feel that it's very wrong for the boss
to do this..."
Marcellus chuckled. "At your age, I only care about what's right and what's wrong. You'll understand when you grow
up."
After hearing this, Beryl did not say anything else. She just felt that this person seemed to have changed a lot. He
was not as idle as she had imagined. When he was serious, he had a terrifying ability.
The car quickly arrived at Marcellus's villa. The second time she came here, Beryl found that she was still very
nervous.
Sensing her tense mood, before getting out of the car, Marcellus reminded the driver, "Don't go yet. Send her back
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"Yes, Mr. Perkins."
Hearing this, Beryl secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She thought to herself, "He won't be as unreasonable and
shameless as last time, will he?"
The two of them entered the villa one after the other. At this moment, Marcellus was not as weak as before. After
all, he was satisfied that they had brought her back.
"You can do whatever you want. Just treat it as your own home."
After saying that, Marcellus walked towards the room on the second floor.
Beryl was worried and followed him. "How do you deal with the wound on your back? Didn't you say that there was
medicine at home? Where did you put it?"
Hearing the chatter behind him, Marcellus was not impatient at all. Instead, he felt comfortable all over. It was not
until he entered the bedroom that he reminded her, "This is my room."
Beryl raised her head and looked around. She bit her lip and said, "I know. Give me the medicine and I'll help you
apply it and leave."
Marcellus nodded, walked to the cabinet, took out a silver medical kit, and handed it to her. "It's inside."