Chapter 291 The Art of Breaking Someone's Spirit

Marcus' insults were cold and ruthless, his deep, smooth voice laced with venom. As much as Emma had once loved hearing him speak, Marcus calling her trash shattered her completely. "No!" she screamed, her voice cracking. "Marcus, shut up! You don't get to talk to me like that!" Marcus' laugh was low and full of disdain. "Emma, sit tight. Someone will be here for you soon." Her face contorted in confusion and anger. "What do you mean? Who's coming for me?" When the realization hit her, her face paled. "Marcus, tell me you didn't just call the cops to come get me?" Sitting nearby, Natalie couldn't hold back her laughter again. How did Marcus even come up with such an idea? Emma's face darkened at the sound of her laughter. "What are you laughing at, Natalie?" she snapped. "What's so funny? What are you so proud of?" "I'm not particularly proud of anything," Natalie said with a faint smile. "But you, on the other hand, might want to start thinking about your future." She tilt