Chapter 667: Be My Lady Augustine

However, his slender fingers extended out, recoiled, then extended again… He tried a few times, but in the end, he didn’t reach out to hold her small hand.

Marcus followed behind all the way and finally, they stopped. Alpha presented an exquisite gift bag.

containing a pair of white furry carmuffs. Alpha gently placed the earmuffs over Anabelle’s small Cars.

Anabelle was afraid of the cold. Her small ears had reddened due to the cold during the journey.

At that time, Marcus hadn’t been exposed to luxury goods, but he had heard from his teacher’s daughter that she wanted a pair of carmuffs. Those earmuffs bore a vague resemblance to the ones Alpha had just given, and they were regarded as high-end luxury items, priced in the tens of thousands.

This was the biggest difference between him and this man, Alpha. Alpha could casually spend a fortune. As a scion of a prominent family, he had remarkable aesthetic taste, shining like gold.

Anabelle, on that day, wore a white furry coat and the white earmuffs Alpha had given her. Surprisingly, she looked exceptionally pure and beautiful, her translucent appearance making it hard to look away.

Alpha’s large hands remained on the earmuffs, not moving away. He lowered his gaze to look at her, and they exchanged their first words that evening. He spoke softly, “Are you… afraid of me?” Anabelle still didn’t lift her head; she kept her small head lowered and remained silent.

Marcus knew Anabelle too well. Even though she was such a young girl, even when life pushed her to the brink, she could still face it with equanimity. She had a delicate and resilient heart.

That evening, Anabelle was very quiet and obedient. She wasn’t overly enthusiastic towards Alpha, acting rather normally. However, being too normal was, in fact, abnormal.

“Are you afraid of me, or are you afraid of marrying me? Whichever it is, you don’t need to be afraid.

The Augustine family is simple; my mother is reasonable and open-minded. She will like you.

Moreover, I’ve prepared a new house for us. After we get married, we’ll move out, so you won’t have to worry about conflicts with your mother-in-law.”

“As for me, I genuinely want to marry you. I will resolve the financial difficulties of the Midas Family.

Whatever you want, I can provide it. You can rely on me, attach yourself to me. Of course, I also want a Lady Augustine who sees me in her eyes and heart. Is that okay?”

Alpha spoke softly to her, not resorting to cheap sweet talk. He had already resolved all the concerns about their future life together. He would be her mountain, her strongest support in life. She wouldn’t need to do much; she would only need to see him in her eyes and heart, accompany him in both marriage and love, and offer her affection, Any woman in the world would be moved by Alpha’s words.

Anabelle lifted her head slowly, her apricot-colored eyes meeting Alpha’s handsome face. She looked at him with watery eyes.

Alpha lowered his head, wanting to kiss her.

But this kiss was interrupted because a Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up.

Alpha halted his motion, causing Anabelle to blush and lower her head once more.

“Then… I’ll go first.”

Anabelle nodded, “Mm.”

So, Alpha got into the Rolls-Royce Phantom and drove away quickly.

Marcus watched Anabelle from behind. Anabelle didn’t immediately leave; she just stood there, watching the direction Alpha had left.

She stood there, watching for a long time.

Marcus closed his eyes, forcing himself to break free from distant memories. He kept knocking on the door incessantly, just thinking about Anabelle inside. With Alpha’s unpredictable behavior, he didn’t know what he might do to Anabelle. He was anxious.

Marcus felt as if a million ants were crawling on his heart, gnawing at it. This feeling was tormenting.

Then, with a “click,” the villa’s main door suddenly opened, and someone appeared at the door.

“Sir, may I ask who you are?”

Marcus pushed the maid aside and rushed in, “Anabelle! Anabelle, where are you?”

He shouted loudly, searching everywhere for Anabelle’s figure.

At this moment, Butler Paulo walked over. Butler Paulo wen’t surprised that Marcus had come, “Mr.

Bennett, please have a seat. My master and madam are already resting. If you have urgent matters, I’ll ask for permission.”

Marcus looked up at the room upstairs. The room’s door was tightly closed, and Alpha and Anabelle were resting inside….

Marcus tightly clenched his fists, demanding, “Where is Alpha? I need to see him right now!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep, magnetic voice came from upstairs, “Marcus, are you looking for me?”

Hearing this devilish voice once again, Marcus’s entire body stiffened. He quickly looked up.

He saw Alpha coming out of the room. He was wearing a black silk pajama, and at his age, dark and cool colors like black and gray suited him exceptionally well. Such colors gave him a deep and mysterious, restrained yet powerful appearance.

Now, Alpha stood on the second-floor balcony railing, looking down at Marcus from above with his deep narrow eyes.

In his present stance, Marcus had to gaze upward at Alpha. His clothes were drenched from the rain, water dripping from them. At first, Marcus hadn’t felt embarrassed, but at this moment, looking at Alpha, he felt utterly exposed.

More than twenty years had elapsed, but Alpha appeared to have changed very little.

Marcus clenched his fists, “Alpha, where is Anabelle? What have you done to her? It’s over between you and Anabelle; she won’t be with you anymore…”

“Oh, she won’t be with me? Then who will she be with, you?” Alpha lightly interrupted him.

Marcus paused.

At this moment, Alpha walked down the stairs gracefully. His steps were firm and composeil, like an emperor’s arrival. Butler Paulo handed him a document, and Alpha glanced through it with a casual, cold flicker of his eyelids. “Marcus, you’ve been doing quite well these years, gaining fame in the art world. You’ve held many personal exhibitions worldwide, and your property isn’t too shabby. And you’ve remained unmarried for so many years…”

Alpha raised his thin lips, leisurely and lazily recounting Marcus’s achievements and life story. Marcus felt a chill creeping into his bones. He looked at the man before him, feeling shocked and terrified.

In such a short time, Butler Paulo had laid out everything about him before this man.

Whether it was over thirty years ago or over thirty years later, he had no dignity in front of Alpha.