Goodbye, My Love

Bryant Group but is blocked, delegate the case to me. My legal team will handle it.”

Marco acknowledged with a slight nod, paused momentarily, then stated,

“I appreciate it.”

Jimmie’s grin broadened as he casually slung his arm over Marco’s shoulder.

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Having said that, Jimmie nudged Slater, who had remained mum throughout, and teased, “What’s up with you? You’re usually quite the chatterbox. Why so glum today?”

Stung by the jibe, Slater, his brow furrowed, slammed his glass onto the table, retorting irritably, “I’m livid! Marco, I can’t reconcile with the fact that you’re no longer a Bryant… Well, that’s not exactly what I’m irate about. It’s the ungratefulness of the Bryant family that riles me. Despite your numerous contributions, they treated you with such disdain!”

Jimmie’s smile waned, his gaze shifting to Marco.

Although his sentiments were not as overt as Slater’s, they mirrored the same concern. He believed Marco deserved better.

Marco took a sip of his beverage, Lowered his eyes, and maintained his silence.

Observing this, Slater withheld the tirade on his tongue. He understood that berating wouldn’t resolve the issue and risked offending his friend.

The circumstances had transpired, and he had no intention of further dampening Marco’s feelings. He cleared his throat, swiftly shifting gears to a Lighter topic in an attempt to seem nonchalant.

“Marco, once you were ousted by the Bryant family, did they reclaim your assets? How about crashing at my place for the time being?”

“Do you reckon Marco is akin to you, relying on his family’s financial support, left destitute when it ceases? The Bryant family’s properties might be recouped, but Marco owns additional assets.” Jimmie retorted, his eyes rolling towards Slater. “Moreover, aren’t you afraid of your father’s reprimand if you openly provide shelter for Marco?”

Slater’s complexion swiftly reddened, his frustration escalating as he poured out his grievances to the pair.

“You have no idea, my father is an absolute asshole! I had no idea he was such a social climber. He used to encourage me to spend more time with Marco, now he’s dictating that I sever ties with him!”

Marco cast his gaze downward, his tone Laden with self-derision as he uttered, “That’s just human nature. Don’t harbor resentment towards your father.”

Slater shook his head in defiance. “I refuse to heed his advice. Our friendship spans many years. If I abandon you due to a shift in your status, it would be a disservice to the notion of fraternity!”

Jimmie couldn’t help but pat Slater’s head, following it up with a smile directed at Marco.

“Despite his limited intellect, Slater has a point. Marco, I echo his sentiments. We will forever remain brothers.

Should you need anything, don’t hesitate to reach out.”

Marco raised his gaze to meet theirs, his emotions a tangled web. After a lengthy silence, he expressed his gratitude with a smile. “Thank you.

I’m fortunate to count you both as my friends.”