Chapter 232: _Weakened From The Inside
Marcellus’ POV
*****
When the meeting was over, he went back to his residence, collapsing dramatically on one of his sofas when he walked into the living room.
The living room was dimly lit with the soft white glow of the chandeliers at the top of the slightly curved ceiling.
"Hell, who knew hiding a lie would take so much effort?" He remarked, placing his right hand in front of his mouth and feigning a yawn when he saw Cullen walking toward him from the dining room.
The lad wore a sleek black shirt with its sleeves raised to the elbows and black pants to match. On top of being eye candy, he also held two glasses of vodka, placing one on the small table in front of Marcellus.
"Ah, lifesaver." Marcellus nodded at him in acknowledgement before he grabbed the glass and gulped everything.
Cullen stared at him silently until he dropped the glass and let out a belch.
"Damn... Looks like someone had a rough day." Cullen sniggered, shaking his head as he took a sip from his drink. "What happened? The people requested that you be the one who gets burned at the stake this time?"
Marcellus glanced at him before rolling his eyes at his sarcasm.
"Worse. Apparently, Odessa is on to the existence of artificial hybrids." He said with a sigh before leaning on the chair, raising his head to the ceiling. "And on top of that, the others are buying into the idea. Especially that hag, Davina."