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
The man, whose identity was unknown, clucked loudly. His gaze became increasingly wide, and seemed to dislike Marco's existence. He felt that Marco's existence was really inconvenient for him. "Why should I bother to take my ID card? You're not an important person to be prioritized like that!""Everyone already knows me. I don't need any validation from you," the man added once more. He was really unhappy with Marco's impudence in wanting to see proof of his identity. She had come this far and didn't want to be ruined in just one day. Especially seeing the workers who had been respecting him and always bowing politely. That was a lot of fun, and he wasn't about to let it go.Marco gave a slight crooked smile. He could read the concern from the man who was trying to avoid the proof. And so, still with his arms crossed over his chest, Marco looked at the workers around him. "But, did you all not hear at all that Mr. Marco is coming to visit today?"At that moment, the workers began to
"Meeting?" asked the fake Marco with a frown on his forehead. The man looked confused by what Marco had said. "What meeting do you mean?" He hadn't heard about the meeting held recently at all. He didn't find out much because he had been busy here. After all, no one was threatening his existence, which was why he was so relaxed. People had trusted him so much that they had never questioned his identity.But now, the workers were looking at her with confusion mixed with doubt. He thought that whatever this man in front of him said was very dangerous and could provoke a reaction from the workers. Just look, those who were originally so obedient and constantly flattered him now had many questions in their eyes.Marco himself raised one eyebrow. "Didn't you know that a meeting was held a few days ago to discuss this project? I think you should attend that important meeting." Yes, a lure to reveal who the wolf was among the sheep here was to put fresh meat in front of him. This would make