Agnes was terrified when she heard Marco's rebuttal. She felt her knees trembling, and her vision was becoming unfocused. The woman swallowed repeatedly, thinking of the money she had spent to stay here. Her entire savings had been drained just to be on the island of Valoria. If she were kicked out, one of her dreams would be dashed. Meeting great and famous people would only be her wishful thinking. It would all be gone in an instant.Agnes had not gone here for no purpose or just for a vacation. She had nothing to lose if all her money was gone, but she could meet a bigger man. It would be a guarantee for her later life. Agnes was sure she wasn't bad and could attract people's attention.And if she got kicked out, her depleted savings wouldn't provide any security. Her life was going to be difficult, and she had nothing left. Agnes hasn't even found a great guy yet. She was still with Dion, which was not enough, and it would be sad if she didn't get more.Finally, after taking a dee
It was already noon when Marco came out of his room. Wearing casual shoes and a white short-sleeved shirt, Marco locked his room. He then put his access card into his wallet, this time making sure that it wouldn't get lost again.After making sure that he had the card along with his wallet and cell phone, Marco walked into the elevator to go down to the first floor. Just then, midway through the ride, someone stopped the elevator and entered. Marco didn't know that he was Don, the manager of the inn he was staying at.Upon entering, Done looked up at Marco and bowed politely. "Good afternoon, Mr. Marco." Then, the man came to stand side by side with Marco in the elevator."Sir, I'm really sorry for what happened to you this morning. I really didn't expect that to happen," Don said in such a polite tone. The man even bowed slightly to remain in a respectful position towards Marco.Afterward, Don cleared his throat and licked his lips. He was a little insecure about having to face Marco
"Just shut your useless mouth, or do you want me to crush you until you can't talk and complain? I told you, you'll be my bitch. Do you understand?" asked Johny noisily. The man pointed at Marco with his hand and tried to intimidate him with his fierce face. It didn't look natural. His figure looked so frustrated.Even as he was about to hit Marco, Johny caught himself and shouted, "Damn it! Why did you even show up in front of me, anyway? Don't you have a brain? A rich man like you understands what it's like to be penniless!" He ruffled his hair roughly, almost as if he was grabbing it himself.Without even asking, Marco clearly knew what happened to this obscure man before him. He has a big problem that can't be solved by himself. It was obvious from her babbling that she was sounding more and more nonsensical and drifting back and forth like she was delirious.Marco stared at her flatly, listening to all the pointless cursing. "You should think before you do something."Johnny snor
"How could you say such a thing? I told you everything." Johnny could not accept the fact that Marco's response was so annoying. He had expressed his grievances that not everyone had the right to know, but Marco casually acted like it was all very normal. Rasnaya was both disappointed and offended at the same time.Marco looked at him so flatly. "You're pathetic because you focus too much on things that you should leave behind like that." Marco could even see that Johnny could not accept the reality that was displayed in front of his eyes. He shouldn't just be stressed and thinking about things. There were many things to do as a man. He should try to keep his life from becoming monotonous and miserable.Johnny sighed again, this time longer and sounding desperate. "Yes, because that's all I can do. There is nothing else." His face looked so confused, repeatedly breathing in and out like it was the only thing he could do to reduce his stress. In fact, his stress is also not getting les
Marco sat in his work chair with one leg crossed. He seemed to be checking some work reports sent through his email. In fact, besides Wilson, there was also the topmost sign that the woman had just sent a weekly report for their company to evaluate. There was even a report of an employee candidate interviewing in two days. Marco kept checking to ensure they were not missed with a fake identity.And now, the door of the room was knocked from outside. Will entered and bowed respectfully. "Good afternoon, Mr. Marco. I came with the report you requested," the man said and approached. Marco nodded and let Will turn on the tablet the man had used for work.The man seemed to search for something briefly before blinking briefly. He selected a few images to show and made a report based on the spy they sent yesterday.Then, Will cleared his throat. "There was an incident at Shallow Mud cafe yesterday afternoon." Marco didn't glance at him and just listened to Will give the report. Marco is also
Marco had just woken up from his sleep a few minutes ago. The man was still on the bed and staring at the ceiling of his room. Will had left early in the morning because Marco had given him three urgent tasks that needed to be done immediately. Since the place was quite far away, to ensure he was not late, Will left before Marco woke up with everything the man needed ready.While Marco was still enjoying his time to collect his thoughts, suddenly, the bell in his house rang repeatedly and very quickly. At first, Marco didn't want to pay attention to him, as he was still not fully awake.But then, as the bell rang impatiently, Marco sat up with his eyebrows knitted together. The man stared at the door to his room with annoyance. "Who's visiting so early?" he muttered, looking out the window to see that the sun wasn't fully up yet.Marco let out a long breath. "It's so rude to make a scene this early morning." He thought it was one of his servants doing their duty. It was very annoying
Marco gave a flat look. "Of course, I know you are from the Brown family." Marco did not recognise who they were at first, as he had just woken up. However, after a few minutes of conversation, he remembered who these men and women in front of him were, who were being so rude and disturbing his quiet time in the morning.Hearing this, Christine naturally snorted. "If you knew we were from the Brown family, you should have stepped aside. It's early, you know!" He ignorantly chased away Marco, who was the host."It's time for me to have a nice time over there," the woman added again. She had even imagined sitting on the balcony enjoying the morning view with a glass of hot tea. The air smelled refreshing, and it relaxed her.Marco wanted to roll his eyes in disgust. The behaviour of these two people really couldn't be reasoned with properly. "You guys are foolish. Of course, I know because I made a deal with your father."With annoyance in his eyes, Marco made sure the two of them looke
Joe chuckled in a loud voice. He leaned closer to Will's cell phone and stared at it like he was face-to-face with his father. "This really doesn't make sense. You can't do this to me."The man rubbed his face quite hard. He remembered that his father had given him the apartment as a gift. "You said yourself that it was a gift. So how can you suddenly sell it to someone else?"Joe was now eager to shake his father's shoulder so that the man would realize what he had just done. "Do you know how ashamed I feel right now? My wife wants to stay inside, and you do things without even asking me." "Shut up," his father said with a heavy sigh. Joe frowned slightly, wondering why his father's voice sounded so tired. It should be him who was exhausted now, not his father. Because Joe felt he had been victimized by his own father."You should be self-aware. I gave this unit to you as a gift." The man on the other end of the line paused his words briefly to take a deep breath. So many times, Joe