"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
Joe looked at his wife, walking back and forth like a hot iron with steam. The woman stomped on the inn floor, staring at everything like she wanted to crush it. "It can't be like this! It's not fair! We've been living in that unit for so long!" shouted Catherine as she messed up her hair. The image of the beautiful scenery she had been enjoying had to be wiped out because the place was no longer hers.She was upset that she couldn't get the apartment she was used to and now had to stay elsewhere. The view here was not as good as in her old place. Which now belonged to Marco. And Catherine was really upset about that. Maybe she would force Marco to get out of there by dragging him if she could. But she couldn't. Her father-in-law had sold the place for a very high price.Joe then stood up and hugged his wife from behind. At first, she threw him off because she was uncomfortable and angry at the same time. "Let go of me! Don't seduce me because this is all your fault!" Resentment still
Marco noticed the interaction between Thomas and the man who had just arrived. The two seemed very close, with the line between superior and subordinate obvious. Thomas was very respectful of the man whom Marco did not recognise. Even the man bowed respectfully many times, seemingly reluctant and looking away simultaneously.The man who had just arrived was quite tall with a firm jaw. His eyes were dark brown, with a thin moustache adorning the underside of his nose. And most strikingly, there was a mole under his eye of considerable size."Sir, you are here again. You are indeed a remarkable leader," Thomas said with a wide smile. Then the man cleared his throat. "This project will become something extraordinary under your leadership."Thomas then chuckled and looked adoringly at the man who had just arrived. "I'm really happy that you're here to oversee this project. Not every leader would do that, especially in a hot, sweltering place like this."The man with a mole under his eye c
"How dare you say that!" said the man who claimed to be Marco. He was distraught after hearing what Marco said about him. With squinting eyes, the man stared at Marco with a sharp glint. What man would dare say that to him? He certainly wasn't going to stay silent. "You're just a stranger here. You're a nobody. Might as well get out of the way."With a small deheman, the man corrected his slightly tilted tie. "I've been here for a very long time. And, of course, I'm Marco. You don't need to interfere and be a know-it-all."The workers seemed to nod in agreement. This was someone who had been here all along and supervised their work. At first, the workers didn't recognize anything about the man named Marco either. But since the man pointed out that Marco was the biggest shareholder in this place, the workers started to believe him.Especially after all the rumors that Marco was the leader of this big project. All decisions belonged to that man. With the power Marco had, the workers wou