Marcus strapped on his watch and prepared for a game of golf later.

He looked intently at the man before him.

Love had truly complicated Leonel's life.

With a mild smile, Marcus said, "Isn't this what you've been aiming for? My father expressed support for Calvin. But actually, he was keen on my sister picking you. He's... two-faced, just like my sister. Leonel, do you honestly believe my sister is interested in continuing whatever you have now?"

Leonel's eyes narrowed subtly at what Marcus had just said.

To Leonel, Marcus always seemed like a man who spoke little but every word he said was usually of importance.

Naturally, the depth of Marcus' recent words struck Leonel as out of character, raising his suspicions.

Despite his doubts, Leonel masked his feelings, merely snorting in response. "You seem to understand Alexis quite well," he remarked.

Marcus sighed. “What do you think? We're siblings, after all. Leonel, you've been around Alexis long enough. Had you really known her, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Do you really think it was all about you taking care of Serenity?

He chose not to elaborate further, glancing at his watch instead.

“Apologies, I must leave. I have a golf appointment with Mr. Watson and I'm running late."

As if on cue, the hall emptied swiftly.

Leonel lingered briefly, feeling a wave of boredom wash over him. He was about to leave when a servant suggested he stay for lunch, mentioning it was Waylen's idea.

Leonel pondered for a moment but decided against it.

On his way out, he unexpectedly encountered Alexis.

Her car was stranded by the roadside; she was on her phone, presumably calling for help. Leonel's car slowed, his gaze fixating on her silhouette.

She looked as slender as ever.

The memory of holding her the previous night, feeling her contour, flashed in his mind, causing a slight swallow.

Pulling over, he lowered his window and called out, "Alexis?"