Novel & Cerita Aot Marcel

Over a dozen powerful auras exploded outward, slamming toward Marcelo like a tidal wave. Standing at the center of the storm, all Marcelo could do was roar in fury, "Andrew! You despicable brat!" He never imagined that, even in his final moments, Andrew would pull one last stunt on him.

the freckled Marcellus added. "Twin?! "

Aloysius would not show mercy to Marcel. Instead, he would use cruel means to deal with Marcel. Very soon, they returned to the Heavenly Path’s Carrefour. Philip stood aside without a word. He knew it was best to let Aloysius deal with it. Marcel was devastated by his easy defeat. He went through all the hardship to become a demonic practitioner so that he could stand on top of the world one day. He never thought someone could defeat him so easily one day.

Marcello propped her chin up and looked at James, asking, “James, is there a powerhouse from ancient times on Earth?” James looked at her suspiciously and asked, “Why do you ask that?” Marcello said, “Only a powerhouse from ancient times can help you refine and reform your body with the Demonic Lotus.” James smiled but did not answer the question. Jace reminded her, “Marcello, that’s a very personal question. You should respect his privacy.” For the first time, James felt that Jace was pretty friendly. “Fine,” Marcello replied casually and did not pursue the matter further.

“Why wasn’t I informed immediately?” Marcel swallowed. “Because there’s more.” Nathan stared at him coldly. “Talk.” Marcel inhaled deeply before continuing. “Yesterday, I got confirmation that Mr. Goodman signed a new partnership agreement…” He paused nervously. Nathan’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “With who?” Marcel hesitated again before answering quietly. “With Golden Aura. Charlotte's company.” The office went completely silent. Nathan froze where he stood. The whiskey glass in his hand tilted slightly.

She refused to back down, and I flinched a little even though I wasn’t even with them as they spoke. I hated that they were arguing because of me. Before I came, they seemed to have a perfect relationship. But now, it seemed like they were at loggerheads all the time, and of course, I was the reason. It made me want to disappear—like Luna Sandra wanted. “Fine. If you want to know, I’ll tell you, and you can make of the information what you will,” Marcel's voice boomed. “I marked her. So that lady, you see there, is not just a nobody that can be discarded. She’s my mate—the only one I’ll ever have. And rejecting her to choose another will ruin me and her too.”

i thought keeping my eyes on Rowan whose fake smile flattered for a moment. I looked back at Rowan, biting my lip and pretending to gasp as if I had just spilled highly classified family secrets. “ oh! I'm so sorry honey, I didn't know you two weren't close enough to spill that information.” Rowan eyes widened swallowing the bait, If Marshall Marcelo was secretly building a separate route behind the Morettis with their enemy, it meant Marcelo was double-crossing his financial backer “ how romantic” his voice tightening “he actually tells his bride information about his business”

Marcel took that as a hint that he should follow him. "What's it?" Axel asked as they arrived at the parking lot before he could enter the car. "We submitted the papers to Jim's mansion earlier today," Marcel said reminding his boss of the assignment he had given them. "Good. What's my schedule like later on?" Axel inquired. Marcel checked the time on his wristwatch, it was 4:00 PM already "Dinner with Mr. Angelo around 8 PM. Meeting with RAIZ, a small-scale company that wants to be sold, and then your Flight to Country D around 10:00 PM" Marcel said in one go without stopping to take a breath.

Marcel was cornered at the end of the corridor, breathing raggedly, but his eyes still glowed with rage. Alice let out a gasp of relief, yet remained tense. “Morgan… you managed to contain him… but… he’s still dangerous.” Morgan stared at Marcel, his face grim. “Enough, Marcel. I gave you a chance to surrender. But you chose the wrong path. Now… you have nowhere left to hide.” Marcel laughed again, his breathing heavy. “This… this isn’t over… I will return… stronger… more cunning…” Morgan looked at him, asserting his dominance. “You can return… but every step you take will be anticipated. You might be cunning… but you’ll never be a step ahead of me again.”