Chapter 24 i Everyone else in the room exchanged glances . All of them were visibly shocked , as if they were wondering whether Marceline had gone crazy . Marceline turned to go upstairs , but she soon saw Curtis standing at the stairwell with a cigarette between his fingers . No one knew how long he had been standing there . Without even looking at him , Marceline walked straight into the master bedroom . Over the past few years , she had been sleeping in the master bedroom alone , and her computer was kept there too . She had barely stepped through the doors when Nate's anger bubbled over from downstairs . " Marceline , I swear I'll kill you , " he roared . Furious , he was about to charge up the stairs when he saw Curtis . Curtis flicked the ash from his cigarette , and Nate's rage instantly died down . " Curtis , did you see what kind of person she really is ? She's downright despicable , " Nate said through gritted teeth " You've been insulting her for years , and she's never talked back . Yet , you're losing it now just because she's thrown a few sarcastic remarks your way ? Why , your tolerance is even smaller than a woman's . " Curtis ' tone was indifferent . It sounded like mockery , yet also like self - mockery . " Damn it ! " Nate was nearly knocked backward by his own rage . Meanwhile , the others burst out laughing at Curtis ' comment . Curtis was known for his sharp tongue . He never held back when mocking someone , so everyone was used to his way of speaking While everyone was laughing , Jenna's expression darkened . She understood this meant that Curtis had no intention of holding Marceline accountable . Marceline had slapped her , yet Curtis wasn't going to do anything about it . Jenna slowly curled her hanging hands into fists as she nonchalantly asked , " Is there an ice pack here ? " She was subtly reminding everyone that there was still a slap mark on her face . Only then did the othe others come to their senses . " Marceline really went too far . She really hit someone as soon as she arrived . " " Jenna , I'll go look for an ice pack . You sit for a bit . That slap mark looks painful just to look at . " Nate turned to Curtis and mockingly asked , " Are you really not going to do anything about this ? " Curtis stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray nearby and said with a vaguely amused gaze , " I'll go slap her back right now . " With that , he headed in the direction of the master bedroom . No one could tell if he was being serious or joking , but either way , Curtis did go into the master bedroom . Once the door closed behind him , it was as good as anyone's guess as to what he would do inside . Marceline was standing at the desk by the window . After turning on the computer , she bent over slightly , searching through the files . She clearly remembered saving the songs in this folder , but now , everything was gone . She checked the recycle bin as well and still couldn't find anything The two household staff who used to look after her were both elderly . Even if they had given her work to Jenna , it was unlikely they would delete the files so thoroughly . Suddenly , Marcelue heard footsteps behind her and felt someone wrap their arms around her waist , She knew it was Curtis , so she didn't react . But to her surprise , he actually asked , " Are you looking for those soups ? " She jolted and turned around to look at him " Jenna said those were songs she collaborated on with Lyana , so I gave them to her , " Curtis continued indifferently . Marceline felt like she had been struck by lightning . She swayed unsteadily on her feet , and the last hint of color vanished from her face Without a word , she raised her hand and slapped Curtis across the face . Curtis frowned but didn't try to dodge it . Marceline was trembling with rage . She was the one who wrote and composed those songs . She had spent two full years on them , revising again and again . Every single lyric carried memories from the many years they had shared . Sometimes , when she came to the sad part of the song , she would bury herself in her blanket and cry in secret . " Curtis , that was my work . Did you even think to ask me before giving them away ? " she cried . Curtis furrowed his brows tightly and coldly questioned , " Your work ? Marceline , when are you ever going to stop it with your lies ? "