Chapter 77

Marcus's POV

I stared at the glass window blankly.

Lillian's face filled with bruises still lingers in my mind.

When I heard a knock on my door I was pulled out from my thoughts and turned my swivel chair towards the door to see who it was.

I saw Alice looking at me with a sweet smile plastered on her face.

"Hi," she greeted as she showed the paper bag she was holding.

"I brought us dinner, let's eat at the rooftop?" she invited.

I smiled at her and then nodded my head.

I fixed some of the files first before I walked towards her. I took the paper bag in her hands as she clung her arms to mine.

Alice leans her head on me like she always does.

"How's your meeting with the investigator? Did he have any update about your Mom?"

"Gabriel put her in a psychiatric hospital...five years ago. S-S he's dying according to my investigator,"

Alice stopped walking and looked at me intently. Worry filled her eyes as she looked at me.

"I tried calling the psychiatric hospital but they refused to give