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Natalia walked side by side with her father and they chatted animatedly while Rose walked further in front with her arm linked with Damien's. If I had not mentally prepared myself for this, I would have been fuming with rage.

This whole family seemed off somehow. I was appalled by how calm Marcus was about the whole thing. What scared me was how unruffled his demeanor was. It was almost as if he did not care that his lawfully wedded wife was shamelessly throwing herself at another man.

An engaged man to be precise. I was losing respect for her as the moment went by. Whatever weird family dynamic they had, I wanted to no part on it.

"It was splendid the way you ousted Vegas, I always knew he had something to hide," Rose loudly spoke, directing attention back to herself. I tried to stop myself from scoffing.

"Background check," Damien said with a neutral tone.

"Well as ordinary as you make it look, it was still quiet impressive," Marcus commented. I