The Treasure She Never Asked For

"You want to know how I feel about my partner, right?" Marcel asked directly after being asked superficial questions. 

"Yes," the director answered, feeling slightly embarrassed about being seen through.

"He is really nice. We just had dinner together. I think we'll get along really well." Marcel answered honestly.

"Do you think you'll have any issue with the shoot when acting like a couple?" the director asked and Marcel laughed in amusement.

"He is so good looking. Would you have a hard time?" Marcel asked the director, making him speechless. Is it alright just because he is good looking?

"Or were you asking because he is a man?" Marcel continued, and the director tried to resist the urge to nod his head. He wasn't trying to offend that minority group, but he wanted Marcel to express his own opinion.

"Is something wrong with being a man? Am I not a man?" Marcel asked, leaving the people in the crew speechless. He answered the questions with questions that were both innocent and hard to refute.

"Is there anyone in the house you want to get closer to?" the director continued asked, hoping to get some juicy footage.

"Adrian, since we'll be collaborating, also, making another friend isn't a bad thing," Marcel answered, seeming innocent. He knew exactly what he was doing, how proficient had he become in interviews for him to get to the top of the food chain in the past. Answering with half truths has become something that comes naturally to him.

"Anyone else?" the director asked, trying to sound normal even though he was feeling frustrated. 

"Chloe also seems nice," Marcel added, but didn't elaborate at all. He also looked like he was done talking to them. 

"Do you think this project will be difficult?" The director continued to ask.

"I don't think so. I'm determined to finish this early so that I can have a long weekend," Marcel answered, leaving the director speechless once more.

"Well, if there is nothing else," Marcel said as he stood up from his seat.

"Oh, by the way, we need more groceries. There's nothing but water in the fridge," Marcel added before he left. 

"This boy is frustrating, but I don't even know why," the director complained after the door closed. 

"He is just a bit too smart," one of the crew members said, and the director reluctantly agreed. 

"Call Adrian in," the director said after calming himself down.

Meanwhile, Marcel finally found Alistair, who was sulking in the kitchen, finally getting along to having his meal.

"You look upset," Marcel commented as he sat down next to him.

"I've seen how that guy looks at her. How can I not be upset?" Alistair said in a low voice, not mentioning any names so that the crew didn't catch on. .

"Have you talked to her?" Marcel asked, and Alistair nodded.

"I called her earlier. She told me nothing will happen and not to worry. But how can I not worry? Am I not a man? How can I not know how he'll become because of his interest?" Alistair complained, and Marcel had to refrain from laughing.

"I don't think what your thinking will happen. He must be interested, but that doesn't mean he'll pressure her into anything. I also know that she can't reject a person who hasn't confessed his feelings for her. You are better looking than he is. Don't worry about it. She isn't stupid." Marcel said and patted his shoulder.

Seeing how distressed he was, it could be seen how much he loves her. He hadn't interacted much with Micah, but it was evident how principled and disciplined she was, so he wasn't worried about her. On the other hand, it was interesting seeing such a handsome guy look insecure because someone else was interested in his girlfriend.

"I wanted to go for a walk earlier, but I was pulled in for an interview. Did they call you in already?" she asked him and Alistair shook his head.

"Stabilise your mood, otherwise you'll be answering questions impulsively. You don't want to look like a joke on screen. I ȧssure you, you won't be able to live it down," Marcel said and Alistair took a deep breath to calm himself down.

As if the crew heard him, they came forward and took him away. Marcel had a satisfied smile on his face after seeing that Alistair had finally composed himself. He didn't wait for him to finish with his interview and just went to their room. He took a quick shower and wore another pair of trunks before slipping under his covers.

He took out his phone and fiddled with it for a while before deciding to start a live broadcast. Not even five minutes passed before the viewers exceeded five hundred. He looked at the barrage that was going crazy and he couldn't help but smile in amusement, which made the barrage become crazier and another two hundred joined the stream.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't even said a word yet," Marcel said with a chuckle. Everyone was able to finish his sentence just by looking at his expression. He was basically saying 'I haven't said anything but you are already going crazy'

Fan A: [You don't have to say anything!]

Fan B: [You can just silently sit there and I'll do all the talking!] 

Fan C: [It's okay if you are quiet, better if you smile, if you say something that would be best!] another fan chimed in. Marcel laughed when he saw these comments. 

Fan A: [He actually looks best when he is laughing!]

Fan D: [This brother was saying Sherry stole a kiss from him. I also want to steal one from him!] the fan said and that comment immediately got hundreds of likes. 

"Hahaha, you can try. I was caught off guard last time. I won't put my guard down next time," Marcel said, joking with his fans.

Fan D: [He is flirting with me, right?]

Fan B: [Upstairs, you can keep dreaming]

Fan E: [Little brother, this sister will definitely try it! Continue keeping your guard down!] another commenter said, making Marcel laugh once more. These netizens were cute. He thought to himself. If he said anything, he knew that they would get even crazier!

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