Chapitre 129: Chapter 129: Does My Wife Need Your Comfort?

Matthew Marshall retuned to his office at Light Media, a subsidiary of the Marshall Corporation, only to find Daniel Marshall sitting in his chair, smoking.

Daniel's hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, fixated on him.

His older brother's gaze was too sharp—for some reason, Matthew felt a prickling sensation on his scalp, as if he were being scrutinized. He was taken aback, completely caught off guard.

After a few seconds, Matthew slowly approached his elder brother.

Daniel exuded a cold yet majestic aura, his smoking posture exuding an air of grace and nobility. His thin, sexy lips slightly pursed as he exhaled faint smoke rings.

His stunning face, carved as if by a master sculptor, remained expressionless, making it impossible to discern his true emotions.

Silent, yet emanating a powerful intimidation, Daniel continued to smoke. Matthew pursed his lips, clearly feeling the oppressive force emanating from his elder brother.