For a moment, Dennis was silent, with his eyebrows almost sticking together. The man stared at the black card that Marco used to pay the bill. The man looked at the card and Marco in turn. "Hey, wait a minute."Dennis raised his hand, preventing Marco from putting his payment card into the wallet. "Isn't that the rarest high-quality black card?" he asked himself.Dennis touched his lips and thought. "I think I've seen other types of black cards." He looked at his wallet in his pocket, then said, "I have one of those black card types that rich people very often use.""But, that type of his-" Dennis paused his words. He thought for a moment and looked back at Marco in confusion. "Doesn't that type have to be specially ordered?"Just then, he widened his eyes and picked up the card Marco had just used to pay. At that moment, everyone there suddenly became shocked. Even the waitress seemed to widen her eyes at being treated like that.Not only the waiter but even Isabella was as surprised
A steady stream of people with suitcases and backpacks in hand filled the airport. Security guards stood at several points to make sure it was safe, and there was no commotion. Meanwhile, other officers were busy doing their jobs. Serving the passengers who arrived with tickets in their hands. Even some who seemed to have just returned from a long trip looked a little tired with their luggage.Calls to international airplane passengers could be heard several times over the loudspeakers. Marco had just gotten out of the car along with one of his servants who was carrying luggage in a suitcase.The man raised his sunglasses before stepping into the inspection area. He looked at Wilson, who was now coming towards him with a small smile. "Good morning, Mr. Marco." The woman gave a small bow as soon as they met. The woman looked beautiful in a formal suit and a span skirt wrapped around her legs.As for Marco, the man nodded. "Have you been here long?""Of course not. I've just arrived," W
"Sir, please be more calm because this is going to be a very bad situation," said one of the flight attendants. The woman in the pink span skirt walked a little closer and used the softest tone she had. She didn't want to take the risk of igniting the anger of someone who seemed to be very angry and on the verge of exploding.The flight attendant also gave him another suggestion. "You can sit back in your seat. If you cross the line, you could end up in jail for battery."There was nothing wrong with that. The man's assault was certainly not going to go unpunished. Moreover, there were so many pairs of eyes that were witnesses there. The punishment would be very severe for taking the life of another person.The man, Nicholas, shook his head. "I don't care!" she snapped in a loud voice. His eyes seemed to be reddened with anger that burned thickly. "You have no idea what this man has done.""So that you know, this man raped my daughter!" Upon hearing this, the passengers opened their m
Marco opened his cell phone while he was still on the plane. He read the special message from Will right away. Marco had asked his servant to check the truth of what Steve had done to Nicholas's son. He also had to confirm the truth before taking greater action. Moreover, he also allowed Nicholas to beat up Steve with so many witnesses here. Yes, even though they were going to shut him up later.For a moment, Marco frowned. It was true; Steve was indeed a bold man. "Ignorant," Marco muttered. The man was now staring at Steve with an icy glare in his eyes. There was no mercy for an immoral man like him.As for Steve, the man held his bloody nose with great pain. He wiped it many times, but the thick red liquid kept oozing out. Steve now snorted. "You've gone too far."His hands tried to hold back the blood that continued to flow from his nose, even using the sleeves of the shirt he was wearing. But to no avail; the blood did not stop. "You don't even know my identity properly. You're
Now, the car stopped, and the waiter opened the door for Marco and Wilson. The man bowed respectfully as he watched Marco get off. That afternoon, it was quite busy, with several guests walking outside for a stroll.Upon seeing Marco's presence, one male staff immediately walked over. "Good afternoon, Mr. Marco, your arrival has been announced." The man greeted them with a friendly and generous smile.Marco simply nodded. Then, the staff straightened up and led Marco into the hotel. While walking, he then introduced Dior. "My name is Juno. You can call me when you need anything. And about the room, you don't need to worry. Because we have prepared the best room for you."The best room Juno was referring to was the most luxurious room in the hotel. It is located on the top floor with a marvelous view from the balcony. Not only that, in the room, Marco will also get a special access card that is only reserved for people from the VVIP class.But unfortunately, Marco's arrival coincided w
This morning, Marco and Wilson decided to go out and take a short walk after enjoying their quiet time at the hotel. Marco, with his short shirt and white shoes, and Wilson, who looked fresh in a floral dress and knit cardigan, left the hotel for one of the lively places around there.After walking leisurely for about ten minutes, Marco and Wilson found some street vendors selling various foods. The smell of smoke from grilled meat, sweet and sour sauce, or cotton candy filled the air.Some of the vendors were all smiles as they offered their wares. Besides food, Marco and Wilson found some flower sellers and accessories made of wood or acrylic.Marco seemed to choose some foods with meat and skin that were dry-fried. "Do you want some?" asked Marco as Wilson looked at what he ordered. The woman looked thoughtful as one finger tapped her chin.Then, Wilson shook her head. "No, I already ordered a hot dog over there." The woman pointed to a booth only two meters from Marco's place. Mar
When he heard what Chris said, Louis became very uncomfortable. He felt that everyone was now staring at him with displeased eyes. He had been publicly humiliated just because of one person who had no value, like Marco. And Louis couldn't accept that. He should be more respected than someone like Marco. They were definitely not comparable. He was much better and classier. How could he possibly be defeated by a rookie who had no channel at all, like Marco?Finally, to restore his slightly shattered self-image, Louis cleared his throat and glanced at Marco sharply. "So what? Everyone also knows that he's just a novice businessman who doesn't know anything. His experience is minimal. I'm sure he's even made a few contracts since he's not competent about this yet."Wilson shook his head from Marco's side. "It's really embarrassing to hear other people yelling like that. It's not ethical at all." Whereas the other participants were so calm and expressed their opinions with a cool head. Onl
There is so much work that Marco and Wilson have to do throughout the day. Starting from checking some budget files, data about the businessmen who officially followed them, or even checking the location and progress of the project they were doing.The two men were busy in the hotel room with their glasses and emailed files. And because of the similarities between the two of them, namely having a good performance and even tending to be workaholics, both of them lost track of time and almost forgot about dinner time.Fortunately, when Wilson's cell phone beeped to indicate an incoming message, the woman looked at the clock on the flat screen. "Gosh, Sir, we're already past dinner time."Hearing that, Marco, focusing on the file in his hand, immediately turned his head. "That late?" he asked as he looked out the hotel window, where the sky was so dark that the sun was already up.Finally, without saying anything else, they immediately cleaned up the various files and work that had been