Chapter 33

(Serena's POV)

I turned my gaze in Marcus's direction but... He's missing.

'Don't trust him too much my dear'

Frieda's statement echoed in my head.

With a heavy breath, I run my hand through my hair. "Are you trying me, Marcus?"

I was contemplating asking his friends about his whereabouts. I'm trying to keep my low profile, to avoid being thrown words from them.

Ever since I've met them, I never received a warm welcome from them. They silently gave me raised brows, a side eye, and a scoff. I don't know why Marcus did not notice their silent rude behavior toward me. Or is he turning a blind eye?

I almost jump off the floor, startled by the sudden fireworks made by Harold and the others.

Are they nuts? It was past midnight and they were creating a buzz among the people who were resting silently. I sometimes wonder how Marcus made friends with these empty-headed beings. Well, not all of them it is.

I finally came into my thought to look for Marcus. He must be inside the penthouse. My