The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 303

The sound of footsteps grew louder, and then the door swung open.

A man I didn't recognize stepped inside.

I raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised. "And you are?"

Silas and the others visibly tensed, their expressions darkening. They instinctively took a step back, putting some distance between themselves and the man.

The newcomer crossed his arms, a smirk tugging at his lips as he gave me a once-over. His tone dripped with mockery as he said, "Oh, so you're Samuel? I've heard a lot about you."

He called me by name, which threw me off. I studied him briefly before asking, "Do we know each other?"

His smirk widened. "Know you? Please. Your reputation precedes you. Everyone in the business world knows who you are."

He leaned in slightly, his tone turning sharp. "You're Abigail's husband, right? You're the most famous freeloader in the industry!"

The venom in his words was unmistakable, but instead of anger, I felt a peculiar sense of detachment, like I was watching a bad joke play out.

Silas, however, was less composed. He stepped forward, his face taut with irritation. "That's enough, Marcus! Watch your mouth."

Silas' voice was firm, but the man—Marcus Lennon, as I'd just learned—didn't seem fazed.

"You're talking to one of the higher-ups of this company. Show some respect, and call him Mr. Gebb," Silas added.

The others chimed in, backing Silas up.

"Exactly. You can't just walk in here spouting nonsense without consequences."

Silas took a step forward, but I held up a hand to stop him.

I turned back to Marcus, my voice steady. "Let me guess. This attitude of yours… It's because of Joshua, isn't it?"

As soon as I said Joshua's name, Marcus's expression changed. His confidence faltered for just a second before his face hardened again.

"That's nonsense," he snapped, pointing a finger at me. "Don't act like you know what you're talking about. I'm not doing this because of him. I just—"

"What?" Silas interrupted, his tone icy. "What were you going to say? That you just hate Samuel for no reason?"

Silas' gaze was piercing, and his voice was dripping with disdain as he said, "We know exactly what you're doing. You think that sucking up to Joshua will get you somewhere. But let me tell you something—he won't keep you around forever. The second he's out, you're done too. You're just a tagalong, a liability. You don't belong here, and everyone knows that."