Chapter 51 Brushed Past

Marcus' expression went cold. He roared, "That's enough!" Amelie stood up, towel in hand. "Fine. I won't say another word. I'll pack up and leave. Just one last reminder. Watch yourself, and don't do anything you'll regret. If things spiral out of control, even our family might not be able to protect you." He was annoyed and snapped, "I know what I'm doing. You don't have to worry about me!" Just as she reached the stairs, she turned around and said, "Grandpa knows that you're here and wants you to visit the branch office. He's too old to go and wants you to review the annual reports." "I'm busy these next few days. If Grandpa can't make it, you should go instead," he replied, dashing off to the kitchen. Amelie watched as he walked into the kitchen, chased Vivian away, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to cook. She scoffed. "Even Grandpa and I haven't tasted your cooking." Without turning around, he said, "I'm not inviting you to dinner. Vivian, please see my sister out." Upon he