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Chapter 107 It Wasn't a Publicity Stunt
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Adrian Curtis was quite unwilling to acknowledge Mark as someone equal to or above him.

"What's going on here? Miss Vasconcelos, you brought the janitor—"

BLAM!

Briana slammed both hands on the desk, filled with fury and indignation.

"What's your name, young man?" she asked fiercely.

"Adrian Curtis, I'm the supervisor of—"

"Did you not pay for your cable TV or internet plan?" Briana asked disdainfully, feeling like she recognized Adrian's last name from somewhere.

Mark smirked, hoping Briana would make the connection: standing before her was the son of the man who had drugged her!

Adrian, on his part, was annoyed to be reprimanded by a woman, typical of someone like him. "Er... Excuse me, Miss, but I don't allow a woman to speak to me in that tone."

Noticing a significant glance from Mark, Gene sprang into action, sharply questioning, "So you allow another man to reprimand you? OK, you careless one! Don't call her 'Miss' anymore, she got married a week ago, remember?"

Adrian
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