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Chapter 727
Brittany didn’t even spare a glance, striding away.
Joie bit her lip, a hint of loathing in her eyes; she wanted to kick Brittany out of the drama crew once and for all.
Pushing that thought aside, Joie headed straight for Grandeur Capital.
Upon her arrival, the secretary formalized with a sigh, “Miss Joie, I’m sorry, but you need an appointment to see Mr.
Salter.”
Was Joie a regular at that point?
She was at Grandeur Capital every day. Didn’t she get that Marcel didn’t want to see her?
Joie was about to explode, ready to pull rank, when a voice called out.
“Miss Zella.” The secretary’s impatience vanished with the arrival of Zella, replaced by a warm smile, “Are you here
to see Mr. Salter?”
“Uh-huh, I brought lunch.”
Zella smiled gently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarcel and his mother might not have favored her, but the secretary who had served Marcel for years knew that
there were feelings between them and thus treated her very well.
“Right this way.”
Zella noticed Joie. She had heard rumors about Joie visiting Marcel every day, but she couldn’t care less.
Marcel was not the kind of man to be won over by a few meal If it were that simple, she wouldn’t have had to put in
so much effort over the years.
With the secretary leading Zella away, Joie stared at her retreating figure, a strange light flickering in her eyes.
Once Zella reached the office, she saw that Marcel had just finished a meeting. His expression softened upon
seeing her, an alteration not missed by the sharp eyes of the secretary, who became increasingly respectful
towards Zella.
Perhaps even Marcel didn’t realize that whenever Zella appeared, he would magically soften, like ice that had been
frozen for a thousand years melting into a puddle of water.
Zella walked into the office and put down the lunch box she was carrying, “You look awful. Tough day at work?”
Marcel gestured her over, “Come here. Help me with a head massage.”
All the issues at Grandeur Capital weighed heavily on him, giving him a headache.
Zella moved to his side and began to massage his head.
As Marcel looked up, he could see her fair, clean face.
Indeed, Zella was the best, always there by his side.
They both stayed silent, afraid that any words might disturb the rare peaceful moment.
After half an hour, Marcel grabbed Zella’s hand, “That’s enough.”
Zella released his head, “You should eat.”
She opened the lunch box, revealing a bowl of soup she had prepared herself.
“My father wants to know when we’re getting married?” Seeing that Marcel was in a good mood, Zella hesitated
before asking.
They had been engaged for five years by that time, and their daughter Nova was already over four, yet he never
mentioned marriage.
Marcel paused with his soup, “Aren’t we finejust the way we are?”
To him, marriage wasn’t something desirable. He didn’t want to cage them in the institution of marriage, nor did he
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwant to be tied down for life.
Zella’s face fell slightly, “Don’t you want to marry me?”
Marcel was aware of a woman’s thought process. He put down his spoon and rubbed his brows, “I think we’re fine
as we are. You said you’d be with me forever.”
If they were going to be together forever, what difference did it make if they were married or not? It was just a
piece of paper after all.
Zella felt as if she had been slapped, her face pale.
Noticing her silence, Marcel softened a bit. He pulled out a pile of documents from his drawer, “This is a gift
prepared for you. I planned to give it to you later, but now, I think it’s better to give it to you earlier.”
Zella looked at the documents. She knew what they were without even looking.
Over the years, Marcel had never short-changed her. He was generous with property, money, everything.
But what she wanted was never money or property.
“I already have a lot of money.” Zella gently refused.
Marcel thought she was throwing a tantrum, “Zella, I’ve given you everything but a marriage license. What are you
upset about?”
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