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CHAPTER 78

Leila's POV

Walking through the grand corridors of the grand mansion, I arrived at Marcus's wing and everywhere was unusually quiet.

I wondered what went on but did not have answers at the moment, but one thing was certain, that something was amiss.

Downstairs, near the bustling kitchen, a commotion caught my attention. With my curiosity piqued.

I made my way closer, my footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. And there, amidst a small crowd, I saw a chef, clad in his pristine white uniform, being flogged.

I frowned. I sought out one of the nearby maids, her eyes wide with fear, her hands trembling as she wrung the edges of her apron.

"What's happening here?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to disturb the grim tableau unfolding before me.

The maid glanced at me, her expression a mix of apprehension and resignation. "It's Master Marcus," she whispered back, her voice barely audible over the din. "He ordered the chef to be flogged."

I felt a cold shiv
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