Clara is a hopeless cause, Marcel realized as she landed him in trouble. He knew that look in his father's eyes, the man was alert and calculating things right now. But then, Marcel couldn't let him have even the slightest suspicion.
Marcel snapped at Clara immediately, "Don't talk rubbish!"
Clara was startled by his harsh response but was already used to it.. Hence she pouted her lips, trying to gain his sympathy.
"But I'm just saying....." She trailed off upon seeing the murderous look in Marcel's eyes and she bit down on her lips, aggrieved. What did she do wrong now? She was just trying to mend the relationship between father and son, why doesn't Marcel appreciate it for once?
"You don't have to scare the poor girl to get your point across, Marcelo," Daniel said to him.
"Don't call me that!" Marcel growled at him. Only his mother got to add that affectionate term to his name, he doesn't get to have that privilege.
