Chapter 1045: Chapter 1045

Chapter 1045

After a while, Zavier’s deep voice echoed again in Marcus‘ ear through the phone, “Marc.

Marcus lit another cigarette, “Shool.”

Zavier continued, “We’ve known each other for a decade. You’ve always been an Important figure to me, and I don’t want to be your enemy.”

Marcus flicked the ash, took a deep drag on his cigarette, then said, “If you don’t want to be my enemy, then get the hell away from Brennen.”

Zavier responded, “It’s just a scratch–my–back–t–scmtch–yours situation with him. We both know better than to trust each other fully. We’re both watching our own backs. Plus, I reckon if it comes down to it, I could take him.”

Marcus let out a cold chuckle

Zavier asked, “Are you laughing at me? Doubling my chops?”

Marcus changed the subject, “Did Granger spill the beans about Clair?”

Zavier answered. “Who else could it be? Granger’s Reese Group is going down the tubes. If they can’t find someone to bail them out soon, they’ll be declaring bankruptcy. Granger is desperate now. Anybody who’s willing to fork out the dough, hell call daddy. When I heard this affair involved you, I agreed to throw some money at the Reese Group.”

Marcus said, I’m not interested in the backstory, cut to the chase.”

Zavier said, “I can confirm that the real Clair is died”

Marcus wasn’t shocked. The Reese family and the fake Clair were all snakes who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals. Once the fake Clair replaced the real one, the real Clair was just a ticking time bomb. No way the fake Clair would let that risk hang around.

Zavier continued, “Granger said after the fake Clair usurped her place, she and some guy named Hank tried to snuff out the real Clair Lucky for Clair, she got a second wind after they dumped her in the mountains Granger’s men had been tailing Hank and kept him in the loop, so Granger managed to save the real Clair. He claimed he not only saved her, but also helped her change her name and start a new life somewhere else

Marcus asked, “If Granger said Clair’s still kicking, why did you say she’s dead?”

Zavier chuckled, “Do you buy his story? I don’t. Granger doesn’t have a pot to piss in tight now, and nobody’s willing to lend him a hand. He claimed Clair’s alive and only he knows where she is, obviously he’s trying to bait you into contacting him, then he can negotiate terms.”

Marcus said, “Tell him to pay me a visit.”

Zavier asked, surprised, “Knowing his game, you still want to see him?”

Marcus said, “She’s Cornelia’s birth mother. Regardless of whether it’s true or not, I need to verify it myself.”

Even though Marcus knew Granger was full of hot air, he couldn’t take chances. Even if there was a one in a million chance, he needed to investigate himself to give Cornelia a satisfactory answer in the future.

Zavier said, ‘I’ll arrange it now, meet us at The Bubbly Barrel.”

Marcus responded, “I’ll be there in half an hour”

After hanging up the phone, Marcus went back to the bedroom.

On the bed, Cornelia was curled up into a ball. Her head buried in the pillow, occupying only a small part of the left side of the bed. The air conditioner must have been turned down too low, Cornelia’s arm that was outside the blanket was covered in goosebumps.

Marcus gently rubbed her arm until the goosebumps disappeared, then he tucked her arm into the blanket

He moved her to the center of the bed, pulled up the thin blanket to cover her, then planted a soft kiss on her forehead, preparing to leave.