He Clings to Me Every Night

Chapter 424: 424: Deep in the Quagmire (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Daniel Marshall stared at his father with icy eyes, no longer hiding the contempt in his heart, “Grandpa is getting old and can’t handle everything anymore, Dad. You need to hold up the Marshall family yourself, there’s no room for you to be indecisive. If there’s a rift between us, it gives others a chance, you better think about that!”

Michael Marshall spat out in annoyance, “I don’t need you to lecture me, don’t overestimate yourself!”

Daniel Marshall stood up, his hawkish eyes still glaring at his father, “Grandpa is very stubborn, heartless, even ruthless, he’s made mistakes, but at least he considers us in his decisions. What about you, Dad?

Your emotions shouldn’t influence your ideas, shouldn’t sway your judgment. You make me feel like you’re trapped in a mire, being manipulated by others.

You don’t like it when I speak, but this will be the last time I spell it out for you. What I’m determined to protect has never changed. If no one crosses me, I won’t cross anyone, but if anyone dares to target me, I will certainly not let them off.

Today, I’m just reminding you, Dad, whether or not you want to be on guard is up to you. Dad, besides Grandpa, no one else will tolerate your stubbornness, can’t you see that?”

Michael Marshall’s face turned dark and twisted, seeming like it could hang an oil pot, “Daniel, you’ve always been so arrogant, conceited, proud, and aloof.”

Daniel Marshall’s lips curled up in a chilling sneer.

With a contemptuous gaze at his father, Daniel Marshall spread his hands in a matter-of-fact way, then left the Chairman’s office without another word.

At this point, the father and son really had nothing left to say.

Both angry and annoyed, Michael Marshall pounded his leather executive chair.

Suddenly, he got up and stood quietly by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the financial center of Serene City.

Michael Marshall’s thoughts were messy and disoriented, unable to find the right direction. Despite the mechanical analysis his intelligence has made, his heart was experiencing struggle and uncertainty for the first time.

Besides Bella Thompson and Sebastian Thompson, who else wanted to harm Daniel Marshall?

Even though Daniel’s words were sharp and painful, Michael Marshall couldn’t ignore this problem.

No matter how much he hated or despised Daniel, he was still his son, he couldn’t just stand by and watch others harm his son.

After a moment, Michael Marshall left the Chairman’s office and headed to the countryside.

Once Olivia Jenkins was done with her work, she began to review the wedding photos they had taken over the weekend.

Suddenly, Daniel Marshall came into her office and hugged her tightly.

Daniel’s face pressed adoringly against Olivia’s, warmed by her presence.

“Honey, I’m afraid I might never see you again.”

With a slight tremor, Olivia lifted her face. Her almond eyes filled with tenderness, she stared at Daniel without blinking.

Oliva’s hand was also atop Daniel’s, “Darling, we were just separated this morning, and we’ll be together again after work.”

Daniel hugged Olivia even tighter, as if afraid that she would vanish from his arms. Remembering the truck on the highway, Daniel couldn’t help but feel a chill, “I’m worried I won’t make it to after work.”

Holding Daniel’s hand, Olivia’s beautiful face broke into a gentle smile, “Darling, I can leave now, I’ll have lunch with you.”

“Honey, let me hold you a bit longer.” Daniel’s voice was as deep and mesmerizing as the tones of a cello, tugging at heartstrings.

Not wanting to worry Olivia, Daniel didn’t tell her about what had happened that day.

Olivia sat sideways, tightly wrapping her arms around Daniel’s waist.

Olivia’s head was also pressed against Daniel’s abdomen, her nose greedily inhaling his masculine scent.