Goodbye, My Love

Loraine responded with a gracious nod and a smile. After Jefferson retreated, a sense of restlessness permeated the crowd, their eagerness to engage with Marco evident. However, his imposing presence held them at bay, preventing any further advances.

Turning back towards Marina, Marco’s gaze hardened. The fleeting tenderness from moments ago seemed Like a mere illusion as his icy stare bore into the necklace around Marina’s neck.

Without mercy, Marco directly exposed her Lies.

“Marina, what game are you playing? I never gifted you the Stellar Galaxy.”

Ever since Marco’s entrance, Marina’s face had paled significantly. His direct confrontation left her trembling, too petrified to form a coherent response.

Colette’s complexion too turned ashen. She glanced between Marina and

Marco, her confusion morphing into a demand for answers.

“Marina, what’s happening? Didn’t you claim this was a gift from your brother? You’re Marco’s sister, the Bryant family’s precious daughter.

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How could your necklace be fake?”

Under Marco’s frosty gaze, Marina was on the verge of breaking down.

Fumbling over her words, she attempted an explanation, “Brother, I… I didn’t mean any harm. I’m sorry. I lied about the necklace because I didn’t want others to Look down on me. I had no idea you’d purchased it for Loraine!”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Marina was keenly aware of what mattered to Marco. Her immediate goal was to extract herself from the escalating situation as quickly as possible.

Marco’s expression remained frosty, revealing his perception of

Marina’s insincere apology.

His attitude was telling, and the spectators didn’t hesitate to demonstrate their disapproval, stepping back to put distance between themselves and Marina and Colette.

Colette’s complexion cycled through various shades of red and purple, the embarrassment palpable. She chastised herself for overestimating

Marina. Now, their fates seemed intertwined, making it challenging for her to extricate herself from the situation.

Clinging to a shred of hope, she turned to Marco, attempting to diffuse the situation. “Even if Loraine’s necklace is genuine, it doesn’t automatically render Marina’s fake. Perhaps it’s a similar design by pure chance?”

She hoped that Marco would afford Marina some grace, given their sibling relationship.

But Marco merely smirked, his voice icy, “Master Laims crafted the

Stellar Galaxy necklace specifically at my behest, to delight Loraine.

It’s unequivocally unique; the idea of a coincidental design is inconceivable.”

With that, he swiveled, extending his hand to Loraine.