“You’re definitely not the one who suggested this!” Seth knew him well.
“Indeed. It was Cordelia,” Marcus said softly. “She’s eager for you to be with Linda, so she suggested that we travel together so that you guys can spend time together.”
“She’s so nice.” Seth smiled and lifted his eyes to look around. “It’s pretty great here… It’s just that it’s a little strange.”
“What is it?”
“I looked it up. This hotel is very popular. I thought it’d be crowded. However, apart from us, there’s no one else here! Even if it isn’t peak season, it shouldn’t be this quiet, right?”
Marcus coughed twice. He had gotten his people to clear the place before coming. Of course, they did not see anyone here.
“Sigh, it seems it’s in bad shape. Is it going to go out of business?”
Marcus frowned and rolled his eyes at him.
“What? Do you like crowds and crowded places?”
Seth shrugged. “Perhaps people are used to conformity. Hehe. After all, I definitely won’t go to a restaurant with fewer people when I eat out!”
Marcus released a low hum. “There are fewer people at 7-star hotels, but you can’t afford to eat there.”
“Hey, why you…” Seth was not sure whether to laugh or cry. Forget that he did not speak, but he would always startle one when he did.
He regretted taking care of him day and night back then to save his life.
“Hey, why are you guys dilly-dallying?!” Cordelia’s voice came from in front.
Marcus lifted his eyes. She was waving at both of them.
Cordelia and Linda stood by the street. Apart from them, there seemed to be another person there.
“I see that you have the life… of an empress! You’re destined to prosper!”
“What?” Cordelia was stunned and laughed. “You must’ve made a mistake! We don’t have empresses in this age.”
The old lady waved, her old voice trembling as she spoke. “That’s not what I meant… Young lady, I’m saying you’ll marry well. Your husband is definitely a ruler of the world!”
“What!?” She held Marcus. “This is my husband! Hah, he’s just a regular man.”
The old lady looked at Marcus blankly. A light suddenly flashed through her cloudy eyes.
“This is your husband?” Her pitch went up at the very end. The atmosphere turned extremely eerie.
“Hah, When pretense receives credence, even honesty is mistrusted; Where we pretend to have, what we have is lost… Hah, husband? He’s your husband here, but he’s no longer who he is when he’s away from you!”
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