The Treasure She Never Asked For 33 I Like Him.

Liam went to shower and Marcel prepared his clothes and also took out the clothes that he would need for the weekend so when Liam returned from his shower he was surprised to see his clothes on his bed.

"Big brother, what's going on?" Liam asked, his face filled with confusion.

"I'll be packing some of your clothes. You'll spend the weekend at my new place" Marcel said as he rummaged through the closet they shared. The kid's wardrobe was in equally dire straits as his.

"I'll have to take you shopping" Marcel commented as he looked at the clothes in the closet.

Liam didn't say anything and obediently wore his uniform that was already laid out for him. Even his uniform was a bit old and was already getting too small. If he was as playful as the other children in school he probably wouldn't have much left of a uniform in the first place.

When Marcel saw that he was done getting ready, they both went to get their breakfast and Marcel took Liam to school afterwards. In front of the school gate, Marcel knelt on one knee so he was on eye level with the boy and smiled at him.

"I'll try to come to pick you up after school if filming won't take too long. If I don't come in ten minutes just go wait for me at the orphanage okay?" Marcel said and smiled once more when Liam nodded.

"Okay, go for your cla.s.ses, I'll see you later," Liam said and stood up and watched Liam walk away.

The boy stopped suddenly and ran back and hugged him. It was cuter because he only reached his waist. Marcel smiled and patted his head and Liam left as quickly as he came.

Marcel watched him go until he disappeared into one of the buildings and he turned back to go back to the orphanage.

He spent most of the morning packing his things as he closed the small suitcase where he put Liam's clothes, his phone rang and he picked it up without really checking who it was that was calling.

"h.e.l.lo?" Marcel said still occupied.

"Marcel?" Damien's voice came through the phone speaker.

"Mr. Matteo" Marcel said sitting a bit straighter.

"Mmh, are you busy at the moment?" Damien asked.

"Not really, I just finished packing," Marcel said.

"Is that so? Then you can come with your things to the company and you'll be taken to your new place once your done filming" Damien said. Marcel could hear the rhythmic tapping of his pen on his desk even through the phone.

"I would, but I'll have to pick my little brother after school since I told him I'll take him to my new place," Marcel said.

"Oh really? Were you able to get custody all by yourself?" Damien asked his voice filled with curiosity.

"I don't have full custody, but I was able to negotiate having him for the weekends," Marcel said.

"Oh, well you can come now and sign the contract, unfortunately, you'll be able to get your own transport and team as of tomorrow, but you'll meet your manager today," Damien said.

"Okay, I'll be on my way," Marcel said.

"Mmh" Damien responded and cut the call.

Marcel quickly got dressed once the call ended. Unfortunately, he hadn't upgraded his wardrobe yet so he just wore a washed-out pair of jeans and a black t-s.h.i.+rt and a pair of old sneakers. It didn't matter since he would have looked good even if he had decided to wear a rug.

He took his phone and wallet and left the orphanage twenty minutes after the call he had received.

He walked to the bus stop and caught the next bus to the entertainment district. Even though he had 50,000 dollars in his account, he couldn't help but be frugal. He had become conditioned in these few days of poverty he had experienced.

Once he starts endorsing and advertising products then he would feel more rea.s.sured, because even though acting paid a lot of money, endors.e.m.e.nts were even more profitable. It was the epitome of quick money for celebrities.

He soon arrived at the company and made a beeline to Damien's office. The secretary was slightly surprised by his sudden appearance but she called Damien to confirm that he was supposed to see him and Marcel was told that it was alright if he went indirectly.

He opened one of the double doors and walked into Damien's office and closed the door behind him.

When he turned around he saw that Damien was standing with a brown-haired woman who looked to be in her late twenties but he could be wrong since she could just be taking very good care of herself.

"That's him," Damien said to the woman who turned to look at him curiously. She had very intense eyes that could make many people cower and that could only be acquired with a lot of experience. Marcel was definitely sure now that she was probably in her thirties, thirty minimum.

The lady walked towards him with her stilettos and extended her hand towards him. Marcel took it without hesitation and shook it.

"I'm Julia, I'll be your manager," Julia said.

"I'm Marcel. It's a pleasure to meet you." Marcel said with a smile. He hadn't avoided her gaze the whole time which really impressed her.

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"I like him," Julia said decisively and smiled towards Damien who smiled back at her.