The setting sun gradually approached the horizon, spreading a reddish glow across the clouds in the sky.
After work, Mikayla sneaked out like a thief, waiting for most of the employees to leave before stealthily making her way to the underground parking lot.
Elliana leaned against the car door and waved at her. Mikayla jogged over, but suddenly, an unexpected guest appeared in front of her.
"You must be... Mikayla?"
Mikayla stopped and looked closely. It was Marcus, the other protagonist from today's headlines, standing before her.
Cayden hurried out of the car, walking to her side and wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her into his territory.
"Mikayla? Long time no see." "Mr. Oneill, long time no see," he said expressionlessly, his tone unfriendly.
Marcus's eyes darted between the two, a faint, ambiguous smile playing on his lips. "A pleasure, Mr. Novak."
He sneered, "After all these years, I meet Miss Mclean again. No wonder my brother was suddenly in such a rush to return home. Turns out he was cut out of the picture."
Cayden stared directly at him, his gaze revealing impatience. "I think that term suits you better, Mr. Oneill, or does your family have a habit of stealing from others?"
Marcus's expression darkened. He glanced at Cayden, scoffing before turning to Elliana. "Elliana, stop hiding from me."
Elliana's anger flared up the moment she saw him. She strode over to him, raising her hand to slap him again, but this time, Marcus caught her wrist. "You've already slapped me yesterday."
Elliana, furious, demanded, "Marcus, do you have any shame? What do you want from me? I made things clear yesterday."
"Listen to me," he said, his brows furrowing deeper.
"What?" She said sarcastically, "Oh~ I get it now." Could it be that your desperate attempt to win back your first love has failed? Did your first love choose someone else over you? Now you're coming back to me, treating me as her replacement, right?
"Elliana, don't push your luck."
"Do you think the whole world revolves around you, Marcus? Let me inform you once again, we are over!" Elliana's wrist turned red from his grip. Just as the two were at a stalemate, a car suddenly pulled up in the distance, and a man in a light blue denim jacket jumped out.
"Let go of her!"
"Steve?" Elliana stared at him, wide-eyed.
Before anyone could react, Steve punched Marcus in the face. The sharp pain shot to his head, causing Marcus to stumble back a few steps before barely regaining his balance.
His eyes narrowed, and he glared at the man in front of him. "Who the hell are you?"
Steve took a few deep breaths, flexing his wrist before throwing another punch at Marcus's face. "What kind of man are you? Deceiving other people's feelings?"
Marcus wasn't one to back down. He grabbed the man's arm tightly, and the two started to brawl.
Elliana hurriedly tried to pull Steve back. "Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"
Steve shook her off. "Don't stop me from teaching this jerk a lesson!"
Mikayla watched in shock, nudging Cayden anxiously. "Aren't you going to stop them?"
Cayden raised an eyebrow, looking at the man in the denim jacket. "He's doing a pretty good job in beating the jerk."
"Huh?" "What?" Mikayla was dumbfounded.
After a few minutes, the security guards arrived to break up the fight and called the police. The commotion continued into the night at the police station, where the drama finally came to an end.
