The Treasure She Never Asked For

Marcel finished with his meal and started cleaning up the kitchen. As he was walking out of the kitchen, he got a phone call. He stopped in his tracks and took out his phone from his pocket. When he saw who was calling his expression turned warm immediately and a blinding smile appeared on his face.

"Hello?" Marcel said when he picked up his phone.

"Big brother Marcel!" Liam's voice came through his phone and his smile got impossibly wider.

"Yes baby," Marcel said his even warmer and eyes filled with doting. The one thing that he hadn't been able to let go was how he addressed Liam. He didn't seem to mind, but he knew once he became a teenager he would start protesting against the way he was being addressed.

"Big brother, I missed you," Liam said with his voice becoming smaller towards the end. He felt some type of way when he said that to Marcel. He would have never dared to in the past but recently Marcel had started spoiling him and he felt even more secure with him.

"I missed you too baby," Marcel said with a chuckle. When he finally paid attention to his surroundings, he finally noticed that his housemates were looking at him strangely.

If he did not have the awareness that he was a man now he would have probably started talking to Liam in a high-pitched voice as well.

"Uncle Damien said that I'm going to the new school tomorrow," Liam said to Marcel his voice filled with excitement.

"Is that so? So I won't be able to see you?" Marcel said in a teasing tone as he walked outside. The atmosphere had become uncomfortable inside and he wanted to talk to Liam in peace.

"Aunt Julia said she will bring me over tomorrow morning before I go to school," Liam said with a much calmer tone. 

"Really? Then I'll talk to her so that I can know when to wait for you tomorrow," Marcel said as he leaned on the railing in the balcony.

"Okay!" Liam answered cheerfully.

"Have you eaten?" Marcel asked.

"I did, the nanny made me lots of food," Liam answered.

"Oh really?" Marcel asked as he listened to Liam describe all the things he ate.

Marcel listened and occasionally pitched in with a smile on his face. How could he not notice how cheerful Liam sounded even though he could not see him? It was evident that he did not have an easy time at the orphanage and now that he was finally free from George's clutches; the boy had opened up even more.

Marcel talked to Liam for another ten minutes before calling Julia to ask her about Liam visiting him the next day.

"What time will you bring him?" Marcel asked Julia.

"We'll get there at around 6:30," Julia answered.

"Isn't that too early?" Marcel asked while feeling a bit worried.

"If he comes later, he won't be able to stay for long, besides, his school is like an hour away and he has to get there before noon," Julia explained.

"But still," Marcel said and resisted the urge to pout. He had been trying to adjust himself to his gender, but there were a few times that he would either end up slipping or catch himself in time before doing something that would be seen as uncharacteristic.

"I'll talk to the production crew, I know that they are always filming at the house. Will you be okay with Liam appearing on the show?" Julia asked Marcel.

"Ask him if he wouldn't mind," Marcel said. He was okay with it, it was not like they were going to task Liam with anything. Besides, it would be helpful in keeping George in check so he doesn't try to go after him.

"Mmh, I will," Julia answered.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Aunty Julia," Marcel teased before cutting the call. Julia was only able to speechlessly look at the phone in her hands. She then raised her head and glared at Damien, who was going through a bunch of doc.u.ments.

"It's all your fault," Julia said indignantly, making Damien raise his head.

"What is it?" he asked as he looked at her.

"Why did you tell Liam to call me Aunt?" Julia asked Damien with a frown, however, Damien laughed at her question.

"Did you perhaps want him to call you Big sister?" Damien asked as he leaned back on his office chair while looking at her with an amused expression. If he put it like that, then she really did not have anything to say to his words. She couldn't shamelessly ask a 7 year old boy to call her older sister, now could she?

"Don't mind it too much, he is going to be seeing you often since you are managing his brother," Damien said with a chuckle. The domineering aura that he normally carried around was nowhere to be seen as he laughed at her. Julia rolled her eyes in her annoyance and decided to not pursue the issue.

"Are you sure you want to start signing models?" Julia asked, changing the topic.

"Definitely, when you see Marcel tomorrow, ask him about who we should keep an eye out for from the people who are taking part in the show," Damien suggested.

It was easier to get rookies compared to poaching already established models from other companies. And since these rookies were already acc.u.mulating fame by taking part in the show, they were going to be an even better investment.

"Mmh, I will," Julia answered as she silently jotted it down in her reminder.

"Are you coming over tonight?" Damien asked Julia while maintaining a serious expression.

"Do you want me over?" Julia asked seriously as well and looked up from her phone.

"Mmh," Damien responded.

"Heh, okay, I'll be there," Julia said and walked out of his office in her stilettos, not knowing that Damien followed her with his eyes. He had planned on asking her to go over to his place from the moment she walked into his office with her tight, short pencil skirt.

The heels she was wearing today made her legs look delectable enough he had been distracted from when she came in. He definitely wanted her to go to his place while wearing those heels. He thought to himself with a smile before immersing himself in his work.

*

"Girlfriend?" Nick asked Marcel when he came back to the house.

"Excuse me?" Marcel asked in confusion.

"The one you were talking to, was that your girlfriend?" Nick asked. Marcel looked at everyone and saw that they were actually listening for his response, even though they were trying not to be too obvious about it.

"Is that what it sounded like?" Marcel asked, curious about how they arrived to that conclusion. 

"Yeah," Nick answered.

"Oh, is that so?" Marcel said, but rather than answer the question he just went upstairs to his room. If they wanted to gossip about his business, who was he to stop them? When he opened the door to his room, he saw Alistair talking to his phone.

"On a call?" Marcel whispered as he closed the door behind him. He did not feel like giving him space to go join the people downstairs. If it was too private, then he could go talk to the other person on the lounge.

"It's not a call," Alistair said and continued to interact with his fans in his live stream. Since it wasn't a call, Marcel did not bother much with him and went to lay down on his bed.

[Who just came in?]

[Thought you lived alone]

[How can he live with other people isn't he OCD?]

[Do you have guests over?] 

Numerous comments of that nature saturated Alistair's screen. When had his fans become so nosy?

"It's my roommate," he answered honestly.

[I'm curious about the person who would live with you]

[Are you sure it's not a girlfriend?]

[I also think it's a girlfriend]

"It's really a roommate," Alistair answered indignantly.

Marcel: …

[Do you think he can date with his weird temper? I bet it's a roommate]

[It's a girlfriend]

Alistair knew that they were goading him into showing who just entered his room.

"If you keep this up, I'll log out," Alistair threatened.

[I knew it was his girlfriend]

[If it was a roommate, he wouldn't try to protect him so vigilantly]

Marcel looked at Alistair's ugly expression in amus.e.m.e.nt. He became curious about what he was doing.

<What is he doing?> he asked Avian.

[He is on a live stream, he is interacting with his fans] Avian answered.

<Did I cause a misunderstanding?> Marcel asked.

[His fans want to see the person who is able to live with him] Avian said after a short pause.

Marcel finally understood why he was looking like that. He had to hold back his laughter when he saw how red his face had become. These were the most expressions he had seen from Alistair. He either had a bored expression or a disgusted one.

"Are you talking about me?" Marcel asked Alistair, deciding to help him if he asks for it.

"It's my fans they want to see you, don't mind them" Alistair answered.

[It's a male voice, maybe it really is his roommate]

[Maybe it isn't a girlfriend but a boyfriend?]

[Now that I think about it, Alistair never showed us any of his girlfriends, even when he said he was dating]

Alistair: …

[We didn't know you swing that way]

"It's because I don't," Alistair said calmly. He was using all of his energy not to yell at his phone.

"Fans? Can I see?" Marcel asked. He became curious about the bunch of people who could force Alistair to have that expression on his face.

"Sure," Alistair said as he beckoned for him to go over. Marcel got up from his bed and went to sit next to Alistair and peeked at his screen. The busy comment section also paused after his face appeared before it exploded again.

[HA! I knew it was a boyfriend!] one of the viewers said, and a slew of similar comments appeared.

"Boyfriend?" Marcel asked and looked at Alistair in question, not knowing the image that was being projected to the people who were watching them.

[I took a screenshot! I can finally change my screensaver!]

"Oh, what a shameless bunch," Marcel said with an amused smile that caused a momentary pause in the comments.

"That's an understatement," Alistair agreed. 

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