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Chapter 184 Explaining to His Wife
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In Briana's office at Glamour, the janitor, who had worked alongside Mark, was busy sweeping up shards of glass from the broken monitor.

"How things change, huh, Mark?" the janitor mused. "Think I could be a manager like you someday?"

Mark smiled. "If you study, go to college, and work hard, anything's possible."

"Fine... But why did that guy break Manager Vasconcelos' monitor? He's gonna pay for it, right?" the janitor asked.

Mark nodded, still grinning. "For sure."

Just as he said this, Briana entered the room, catching the tail end of the conversation.

Her eyes immediately went to her desk, where her computer was missing, and then to Mark, who was casually working on his tablet.

"Great," Briana said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How am I supposed to work under these conditions?"

"James is getting you a new computer," Mark replied. "He thought it'd be better to pay for that than the Lamborghini."

Briana's expression hardened as she walked closer to the desk.

The janitor quickly
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