Chapter 44 - Marcels Cousin (1/2)

”You're a very vigilant man, yet how was an ordinary girl able to go as far as stealing your wallet right under your nose?”

Marcel was stunned by that question from Macy. What had he been doing to have gotten pickpocketed by that redhead?

Well, simple as ABC, she was a siren who had charmed him with her magic and like a fool, he had fallen under her influence. But that would not be the case the next time they would meet. He would surely pay her back for the humiliation she put him through.

”Sir?” Macy called, rousing him back to the presence.

”Huh?”

”You haven't answered my questions and you seem lost in thought. Are you sure you're okay?” she was concerned about him.

That annoyed Marcel greatly, in just one day a certain redhead had made him look helpless and useless. Maybe before he gets Elijah's identity from her, he would teach her one or two lessons that involve never messing with Marcel Luciano ever again.

”How do you think she was able to steal from me?” He sneered at Macy, irritated by her question, ”Petty thieves are like rat infestations and they always find a way to slip into the house through the pipe? Door?” he claimed, tactically denying the truth that he had been distracted. Or the fact that Arianna was a damn good thief.

Marcel was a very proud person and would never acknowledge the fact that he was defeated by an ordinary woman.

Marcel went on, ”There's an adage that says, every day is for the thief, but one day is for the owner. All of this would be over when I finally have her in my grasp,” there was a devilish glint in his eyes nor did he get to see the frown on Macy's face.

Macy couldn't understand Marcel's sudden obsession with this girl and it made her uncomfortable. No, she felt threatened. Call it women's instinct but she felt like someone was just about to take her place. Or maybe she was just overthinking. Yeah, she can't do anything reckless.

”She would try to leave the country,” Marcel suddenly said, drawing back Macy's attention to the issue at hand.

The girl. Again.

”Either on air or boat. I can't tell the likelihood on one over another especially now she's with that crafty Elijah. But she would go with a fake identity,”

”So you went me to spread your men across the airports and docks around?” Macy said.

”Yes, do just that. If Elijah's as smart as I think he is, he would go for smaller airports that have less strict regulations so he could sneak her out easily. For the ports, keep an eye for night journeys, it would be much better for her to leave in the dark,” Marcel thought over it, his hand propped on his armrest while the other rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Right now, he was mind was active as he worked on his plan of retrieving the girl.

”Yes, boss,” Macy added, ”Anything else?”

”Anything else?” Marcel repeated, his gaze roving over the room as If considering if he had missed out on something important.

”Keep an eye on Ruth,” He said.

”Ruth?”

”I can't help but think that she's in cahoots with Elijah on this one considering he was treated in her clinic weeks ago. Just watch her carefully and who knows, she might even lead us to the girl,”

”Alright, boss,” Macy agreed to his instructions.

”You may leave now,” Marcel waved her away, hardly taking a deep breath when another person came to bother him.

”Boss!” Victor shouted excitedly as soon as he came into the living room, however, something happened. Macy and Victor passed each other by without even acknowledging one another's presence.

Marcel didn't even say a word, yet he still couldn't understand why his consigliere and assistant can't get along. This has been going on for a long time now and if it wasn't for the fact that both of them were crucial to him, he would have gotten rid of one of them or both altogether.

Honestly, they weren't that way at first until one day, they just changed overnight. Yeah, like switched from fun, cooperative partners to cold, unresponsive frenemies.

The only reason they even speak to each other was for work's sake, aside from that, you could never find them holding a conversation. Although it didn't affect their working ability, it pissed Marcel off sometimes to have too much negative energy in one room.

Victor flashed his usual smirk at Marcel but to Macy, he gave a cold glance. Not that Macy minded anyway, because she just lifted her head defiantly and walked away.

”What are you doing here?” Marcel frowned at his sudden appearance.

”Wow, this girl must really have you wrapped around her finger that you even forgot calling me back to the city,” Victor smirked, causing the frown on Marcel's face to broaden. Why was everybody suddenly thinking that he was weak? It pissed him.

”Whatever,” Marcel rolled his eyes, looking away while tapping the top of his thigh repeatedly with his finger.

”It still hurt me though, I'm hardly gone for two months and you replaced me already?” Victor whined, pouting his lips.

Marcel glared at him.