Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 115 Marcus's Studio

Chapter 115 Marcus's Studio

Although the team members of Marcus's studio had always known about his younger sister, they had never seen her in person.

Everyone had thought about various ways to meet, but they didn't expect such an embarrassing one.

After a period of chaotic time when they combed their hair, brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and shaved their beards, they showed up decently in suits, as if everything before was an illusion.

Philip raised his eyebrows and thought that it was rare to see this group of people dressed neatly at work.

"Hello, little sister."

The handsome young man walked over to greet her with a smile on his face. Among this group of people, his hair was the thickest except for Marcus.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Nancy greeted politely and softly, looking obedient in Marcus's arms, which made a bunch of tech nerds think she was extremely cute.

They all thought that she was cuter in person and the voice was better!

"What are you here for?"

"Did you miss your brother?" Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

A group of people began to tease her.

Nancy's little face was pink, and she nodded shyly.

"I am here to bring food to brother Marcus."

Food delivery!

Everyone's eyes fell on the lunch box that Philip was carrying and thought that what kind of incredible treatment this is!

They all ate takeout every day!

Suddenly, everyone looked at Marcus enviously.

Although Marcus's expression didn't change much, his dark eyes brightened a bit, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

This little change was not obvious, but Philip just happened to see it.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, and he found out that Mr. Marcus Brook was actually a little, um... mild on the outside but wild on the inside

Just at this time, the receptionist delivered the takeaway for the entire studio.

It was also their lunchtime.

"You guys enjoy," Marcus said in a cold voice and went to his office with Nancy in his arms.

The takeaway for today was ordered by Marcus, and it was from a private restaurant. They were very happy to know at that time, but now when they looked at the lunch box in Marcus's hand, given by his sister, the takeaway suddenly didn't look that good anymore.

Martin made himself at home and roamed around the studio, but of course, he wouldn't touch things randomly.

"Go go go... Let's go and see what the boss eats."

This group of people was so curious that they carried their own bowls to sneak toward Marcus's personal lounge.

The door was opened slightly by them, and then they carefully got into one head, two heads, three heads...

The people outside, standing in a line and one higher than another, secretly looked inside.

"Did you see it? What is the boss eating?"

"Don't push! Hiss... Who stepped on my foot!"

"Damn... I'm about to turn into a sandwich because of you!"

"I am dying here! Why are you all pigs pushing me!"

Within only a few seconds, the door was opened wider and wider, and then it was completely wide open. Those sneaky people were completely exposed and had weird eye contact with the deadpanned Marcus.

"Haha, Morning boss."

It was extremely awkward, and that person raised his hand to slap himself on his mouth, thinking what kind of nonsense he was talking about!

"Boss...what are you eating?"

They completely disregarded their decency and walked in with their own bowls casually, reaching their necks to glance at the table.

Marcus said, "Go away."

"Okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone got out of Marcus's office in a second, as if they had been trained.

Nancy thought that was so fast.

Marcus was not surprised. He picked up the chopsticks with his slender fingers and looked down at Nancy whose small arms were resting on his leg.

"Do you want some?"

Nancy shook her head and said in a sweet voice that she was full.

Marcus said ok and pressed his other hand on Nancy's little belly to confirm it was indeed full.

Therefore, Marcus didn't force her to eat anymore. The dishes in the lunch box were well-matched with perfect integration of colour, aroma, and taste, giving an appetising look.

Best of all, the homemade food had a taste that takeout would never offer, and it gave people a great appetite.

At this time, the people who were scattered at the door of Marcus's office gathered together again. They were either sitting or squatting with their bowls in their hands, chatting in a low voice while eating.

"Did you see it? What did the boss eat?"

They stared at Quint, the young man who had just leaned over to look.

"I saw it."

Quint took a bite of the rice, "braised eggplant, tomato brisket, fried shredded pork, and an egg, all of which are obviously not as expensive as ours, but why is it so tempting?"

"This is probably the taste of home."

"What we have is the taste of takeout."

Everyone looked at their bowls and sighed together.

They got so sick of the takeaway, and they wondered when they could have the taste of home.

It was really enviable to have a sister who delivered meals.

Their boss was simply an incredibly successful man. He was tall, rich, and handsome. What was more, he was talented and competent.

Other than those, he had a family that was so harmonious and enviable, and a sister who was so sweet that she would deliver meals for him!

How enviable that was!

When Marcus knew Nancy was coming, he asked Philip to buy some fruit, milk, various snacks, and toys to put in his office, just in case Nancy got bored.

But the most conspicuous one was probably the white and pink claw cushion.

The sofas in Marcus's office were relatively hard, black and brown, and the whole office was serious and cold like him.

The only thing that stood out was the cushion.

Nancy glanced at Marcus, then ran to the sofa with short legs, and rolled happily on the sofa with the soft claw cushion.

Marcus raised his eyes and looked at Nancy, with a smile at the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

In his heart, he had decided to give Philip a bonus this month.

After Marcus had dinner, Nancy followed him out with the soft claw cushion in her arms.

"Nancy, did you forget something?"

Martin walked over slowly with a shopping bag after visiting Marcus's studio.

Nancy suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something. In addition to delivering meals to Marcus, she also brought him a gift.

"Your gift, brother Marcus!"

Nancy ran over and took the gift from Martin and gave it to Marcus.

He took it and saw the box inside. It was probably a shirt. After taking it out, he knew immediately that it was the style he liked.

"You bought it?"

Nancy nodded while hugging the claw cushion.

Marcus put his palm on Nancy's head and gently rubbed it. He said in a low but sweet voice, "I like it very much."

Nancy smiled happily, the corners of her mouth raised and her eyes curved like a small crescent.

Everyone in the studio who heard the conversation felt envious, thinking that except for meals, he also got a gift.

They thought why Nancy wasn't their sister?

Envious eyes fell on Marcus, but she was very calm and steady, maybe even happier inexplicably.