Goodbye, My Love
Chapter 1355

"Sir, I'm sorry, but I've received orders from higher-ups. You're no longer considered part of the Bryant family, so you have no right to utilize any assets tied to the Bryant family, including this car!" Marco stared back at him, his expression impassive. His gaze instilled a sense of unease in the security guard.

Internally, Marco couldn't help but scoff. The car hadn't been bought using the Bryant family's funds but his own personal savings.

However, Laying out the facts at this juncture seemed futile

Bryant family's actions had made their intent to cut all ties abundantly clear.

Loraine's temper flared. Since when had someone like Marco been subjected to humiliation by a mere parking lot security guard?

She let out a cold, derisive laugh.

"Is the Bryant family so petty? Who sent you? Mrs. Bryant? Laura Bryant? Or perhaps Marina?"

The security guard, already unnerved by Marco's penetrating gaze, forced himself to maintain a defiant demeanor. He retorted disdainfully, "It doesn't matter who handed down the orders. Regardless, their authority far outweighs that of a person with uncertain origins. I'm an employee of the Bryant Group and it's only natural that I follow the Bryant family's directives."

"I see, as obedient as a dog, aren't you?"

Loraine's frustration mounted, and she was ready to continue her verbal duel with the security guard. However, Marco lightly tugged her hand, halting her.

His expression hardened, taking on a wearied look, as he glanced at

Loraine. "There's no need to waste energy on someone like him."

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Loraine inhaled deeply, reigning in her anger, and nodded. "You're right. It's not worth stooping low to engage with such petty individuals."

Throwing the haughty security guard a frosty glance, Loraine led Marco away from the parking lot.

She didn't believe that they wouldn't be able to secure another vehicle or hail a taxi.

Once they exited the parking lot, they managed to flag down a taxi without much delay. The frustration Loraine harbored was palpable. The duo shared the back seat, falling into a silence that stretched out for a considerable length of time.

The driver, perceptive to the uneasy atmosphere enveloping his passengers, refrained from initiating conversation. Yet, his occasional glances at Marco through the rearview mirror indicated recognition, mingled with a touch of curiosity.

Noticing the driver's probing Looks, Loraine turned her gaze to Marco, concern filling her eyes. At that moment, Marco had his eyes shut and was leaning against the seat, his Lips pressed together tightly and his brow furrowed. Respecting his silence, Loraine quietly pulled out her phone to browse the latest online news.

As she sifted through various articles, a spark of anger ignited in her eyes.

In a remarkably brief amount of time, the Bryant Group had already made a public statement declaring Marco's impending expulsion from his post.

Utterly shameless!