2024-04-10 11:00:56Mark was about to continue walking when he thought better of what to do.
Miss Vasconcelos would probably be busy with Manager Curtis now, so he could stop by the office later.
So, he decided to go first to the janitors' room to gather his things before resigning.
As he spun on his heels, he realized with exasperation that Mary Ellen was still at the door of her office.
"Forget it."
"Forget what?" Mark frowned.
"Her. Forget her. She's not for you." Mary Ellen grinned wickedly.
"Don't you have anything better to do, Mary Ellen?" Mark crossed his arms.
He swore that Mary Ellen would be the first on the list to be fired!
"Well, since you did me the favor of making me lose my day's pay, I have no motivation to work anymore." Mary Ellen mocked.
"So get ready to clean, mop floors, disinfect sinks, and unclog toilets." Mark shook his head.
"Why? You won't be around anymore to do that charity work for us?" Mary Ellen chuckled strangely, as if she suffered from bronchitis, "You really believed you could change your life and get rich just because that ugly lady told you so?"
"One thing I know: I won't get rich wasting my time here," Mark said this and didn't even wait for Mary Ellen to retort.
"You..." Losing the reason to loaf around, Mary Ellen 'forced' herself to work.
Mark entered the janitors' room and started gathering his things.
There was no one else in the room. His coworkers must be busy with their respective tasks on their floors of the building.
Of all people, they had to choose him to trample on and humiliate.
Thinking that all of this would end, Mark smiled in relief.
After collecting his belongings, Mark headed to Anthony Curtis's office.
The very same corridor where moments ago chaos reigned, now, was in total silence. Yes, recess was over. And difficult time too.
However, it seems that fate had something else in store for Mark.
When he stopped at the door of Mr. Curtis's office, he felt that something was different.
The door that should be closed, wasn't. When he gently touched it to see if he could enter, it slowly opened a crack.
The crack in the door, however, was enough for Mark to see what was happening inside.
His anger surged, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as knives.
What was happening? He saw Briana lying helplessly on the chair while Anthony Curtis nearly poured himself over her.
"Miss Vasconcelos, I must admit my friend didn't lie about you. You look very hot, even in this formal attire!"
Mark frowned. Such disrespect!
Mark opened the office door a bit more, expecting to remind Anthony Curtis of a new visitor.
However, maybe Anthony Curtis was too focused on Briana, he didn’t take notice of Mark at all.
From where Mark could see, Briana was “paralyzed” in her chair, but her body expressed apathy and internal conflict. As if Briana wanted to do something about Curtis's rudeness, but she couldn't.
"You... what... do you mean..."
"Ha, ha, ha!" Curtis's evil laugh echoed through the office, "Don't worry, my dear. As soon as you meet my very important friend, he will take good care of you!
"I just feel sorry that I have to put something in your coffee for him to do so. I know you only came here for another business collaboration. But don't be upset, it's just part of life!"
Mark clenched his fists in anger. So that's it!
How could Manager Curtis be so shameless and sleazy as to drug a woman?
And who would this 'very important friend' be?
"Okay, enough chit-chat. You sure took your time to show up, you were a few minutes late. That's why we have to hurry. My friend is eagerly waiting for you!"
Mark knew Briana 'was late' because she was defending his honor downstairs.
She helped him, now she needs help!
Mark couldn't let someone like Anthony Curtis get away with this!
Without thinking further, as Anthony was leaning over Briana to grab her by the arms, Mark gathered momentum and kicked the office door.
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Chapter 973 She’ll Pay for This Too!
Patricio sat alone in his living room, dressed in loose sleepwear, sunk into an armchair that suddenly felt far too small for his anxiety. The silence of the apartment was nearly suffocating him, each passing minute sharpening his worry about Katrina’s absence.When the phone finally rang, he lunged for it with relief.“Hello! My love, you finally answered—”“This isn’t Katrina,” came a firm male voice. “This is Mark.”Patricio stiffened at once. “Mark Ferro?” he asked, alarmed. “Why are you holding Katrina’s phone?”“Mr. Nogueira, listen carefully,” Mark said, his tone cold and controlled. “Your girlfriend came to my house. She disturbed my wife’s peace, and when she left, she refused any escort from my staff. A maid found her unconscious near the staircase, with traces of blood on the steps. An ambulance has already been called.”Patricio sprang to his feet as if the chair had betrayed him. “What did you say?” he shouted. “My girlfriend fell down the stairs?”“That’s correct,” Mark
Chapter 972 I Didn’t Want This!
The door to the master suite swung open, and Mark leaned into the corridor just as Regis came running toward him, hastily tying a robe over his pajama trousers.“What’s going on?” Mark demanded. “That sounded like Domitila.”Regis grimaced. “Lord Ferro, I thought the walls of your suite were soundproof.”“Twice tonight, piercing screams made it through,” Mark replied grimly.Briana appeared beside him; curiosity etched across her face. “What’s happening?”From below, Domitila’s voice rose again, sharp with panic, calling for Mark to come downstairs at once.“We’re going down,” Mark said, already moving.He had not expected Briana to follow, but she did, keeping pace with the two men as they descended.In the vestibule, the sight that greeted them froze everyone in place. Katrina lay unconscious on the marble floor, her body twisted at the foot of the staircase.It took only a glance to understand what had happened. She had fallen (no, she had rolled) down the stairs. Briana gasped, he
Chapter 971 Lucky Too Soon
“Now that you’ve seen it, leave and never come back,” Briana stated with chilling indifference.Turning her attention to the servants, she added, addressing Regis and Julian, “This is the last time Miss Vasconcelos enters here without a prior invitation, understood?”“Yes, Mrs. Ferro!” Regis confirmed.Julian gently took hold of Katrina. “Come on, Miss Vasconcelos...”Katrina snatched her arm away. “I know the way out!”She shot Briana a look of pure venom, as if everything was her fault, before retreating with slow, heavy steps, defeat weighing heavily on her shoulders.“Whew! Looks like we finally closed the book on that one, huh?” Regis sighed in relief.“Finally,” Briana agreed.******Christopher’s phone began to ring somewhere on the nightstand, its sound muffled beneath a chaos of movement and noise: breathy laughter, bodies shifting, and the unmistakable, rhythmic commotion of lovemaking vigorous enough to rattle the headboard.For a moment, nothing happened. Then an arm final
Chapter 970 Time to Face Reality
“The idea has crossed my mind,” Mark admitted, his voice tight. “The idiot must be operating out of a regular commercial building, completely unsuspected, especially since he was reported dead so many years ago.”“Be calm before you start scouring every building out there,” Clayton advised.Mark let out a sarcastic breath. “All we need to discover is that he’s been at Glamour this entire time.”Clayton, missing the joke entirely, mused, “Then it would be sensible for you to do a thorough inspection, wouldn’t it?”Mark was about to respond with, "I was kidding," but then he reacted as if a lightbulb had suddenly illuminated in his brain.Would it really be a good idea?Suddenly, out of the suite, hysterical, demonic shrieks and screams from Katrina were audible down the hallway.The wails were so horrifying and shrill that the laptop's speakers picked them up, making sure Clayton heard them too.“Is there an exorcism happening at your house?” Clayton asked, genuinely horrified. “Or are
Chapter 969 Like Father, Like Son
Gilson returned to the living room of the Vasconcelos mansion, a noticeable calm settled over his face after his phone conversation with Celia.The secret, he felt, was safe for now.He immediately noticed Claudia, however, who sat scowling, her expression sour and sullen.“Excuse me, everyone,” Gilson announced playfully, his voice light. “I intend to cheer up Mrs. Vasconcelos in our suite tonight.”Claudia's eyes widened in complete shock. “GILSON!” she shrieked.Elara clamped a hand over her mouth and let out a small, understanding 'pfft.'She instantly got the joke: Claudia, the notorious stick-in-the-mud, was clearly suffering from a lack of raw, rough s*x with her husband.Gilson gave her a mocking, half-lidded look. “What is it? My mother has been insinuating you have lovers. Let’s prove that rumor wrong!”Althea, always suspicious, chimed in sharply. “What is it, Claudia? Is intimacy with my son in the marital bed too arduous for you? Have you already sated yourself with your
Chapter 968 Tired of Being Defeated
Gilson walked briskly down the corridor, unaware that his wife was in the sitting room being nothing short of venomous toward their future daughter-in-law. His attention was fixed entirely on the phone pressed to his ear, his voice low and urgent as he spoke to his mistress.“Celia, what happened?” he asked.In her bedroom, wearing a nearly transparent nightgown he himself had given her, Celia sat on the edge of the bed, recounting the evening’s unexpected intrusion.“Your daughter showed up and scared me half to death,” she complained.“What do you mean she showed up?” Gilson hissed, panic sharpening his whisper.“Well, we’re friends,” Celia reminded him breezily. “She thinks I live here alone.”“And she didn’t suspect anything?” Gilson asked with fear.“That’s the problem.” Celia’s voice tightened. “Tonight, she started to. She asked how I afford a house this big with my assistant salary, especially now that I’ve been fired.”“And what did you tell her?” he demanded, tension lacing
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