Marshall remained silent as he stood next to Irene, gazing downstairs. His lowered gaze concealed his expression; Irene could not tell what he was thinking about.

After a while, he asked, “Do you have another one?”

She tossed him a box of cigarettes and a lighter. Marshall swiftly took one out, flicked it a couple of times on his fingertips, and then lit it.

Perhaps it had been too long since he last smoked. When he took the first drag, he could not help but cough a few times.

Irene glanced at him and said flatly, “You used to listen to everything he says.

You’ve changed a lot since you came back to Hustuabourg.” “Really?” After a brief pause, Marshall took another drag and said, “I don’t remember what I used to be like, but I’m pretty happy with who I am now.”

Irene paused. Then, she silently scrutinized Marshall’s expression.

The smoke surrounding him veiled his face, shrouding his emotions in mystery.

She chuckled and said in a flat tone, “It’s better that you don’t remember.”

After finishing his cigarette, Marshall was about to walk away, but Irene stopped him. “Marshall, you like Stella, don’t you?”

and turned to look

and said, “If

at her for a moment and asked, How can you

a woman always comes down to

and sleep with her. I’m sure that Keegan won’t want

but it

“What’s

slightly tilted, Marshal looked at her

find it funny that you’ve lived to this age but can

her tone turned colder. “I’m trying to

you’re underestimating Keegan’s feelings for her. She’s a

what about Stella herself? Would she still be comfortable staying by Keegan’s

and looked at

Irene added flatly, “Marshall, you’re too soft-hearted. Stella is not the same as… She’s just different. Your grandpa clearly doesn’t

you win her over without

his shoulder. “Think it through and let me know. I can

that, she turned and

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