Seeing her getting into a Taxi and driving off, Marco sighed as he clenched his fist.

She was so determined to escape from him. Was he that bad for her?

Did she hate him that much?

Dante said nothing as he kept on a stoic expression.

Marco finally closed the laptop, “I’ll take it from here.” He interjected and pushed the car door open.

“Get out of the driver's seat!” He said to the driver of the other car parked right beside him.

He then got into the car, a sleek black sedan, and drove off. His mind began to work its wonders as he tried to figure out the...