Mark couldn't believe things were escalating to this point.
Not only had he become divorced overnight, but now several employees from the company where he worked had taken the day to mock and unjustly accuse him.
Something inside of him said that what Anthony Curtis had just done was an indirect favor for his son, now that he was with Celia.
"What are you doing standing there, janitor?" João wouldn't leave Mark alone. "Are you thinking of quitting?"
"It's better to take João's suggestion," Mary Ellen neighed. "You have no future here anymore."
"Unless you want to see your beloved ex-wife happy with another guy every day," Gisléne added, making the others laugh.
Mark seemed immune to the employee's provocations. If they expected a violent reaction from the janitor, they would be disappointed.
A smile creeping up on Mark's right corner of his lips made the group stop laughing.
"What's so funny?" João asked indignantly.
"The funny thing is that you guys lost a day's salary by killing time here in the hallway, bothered by a mere janitor, in your words," Mark replied.
"And what does that matter?"
"Instead of showing Manager Curtis that you were disappointed and proving him wrong, you're still standing here in the corridor arguing with me!" Mark replied with class and calm.
The employees were taken aback. As much as they hated Mark, what he said made sense!
"So what?" Gisléne wasn't willing to admit she was wrong. "An insignificant janitor like you dares to give us business advice?"
"That's right! What do you know about management?" Mary Ellen asked indignantly.
'I know much more than you think,' Mark said in his thoughts.
Mark could have gone straight to HR to resign. But it seems that at this moment, he was taking advantage of the situation.
Since Celia no longer wanted to be his wife, Mark had planned to regain control of the company. And what kind of businessman would he be if he didn't know and closely analyze his employees?
Mark was seeing firsthand how Glamour had become a nest of lazy, sluggish, troublemaking employees incapable of learning from their mistakes.
Mark also remembered Anthony Curtis complaining that several commitments were overdue. Well, here's the reason!
Therefore, Mark decided it wasn't worth arguing with this gang of troublemakers. A word from him to HR, and they would all be fired without mercy.
But João seemed to want to prove to be the most procrastinator of all. He blocked Mark's steps, making the others continue to watch the show.
"Where do you think you're going? The janitor's closet is on the other side!"
"It seems like he's going to Manager Curtis's office to complain about his salary being canceled." Mary Ellen suggested.
"You're wasting your time." João laughed. "Even if you manage to get your salary back, it wouldn't be enough for you to win back Celia. She now belongs to a real man."
"Exactly." Gisléne barked. "You delayed Celia's life, and now you've delayed our lives by making us lose a day's salary!"
João grabbed Mark's collar and pulled him up. "Do you think you're going to get away with this? You owe us this, you animal!"
Suddenly, just as Mark had become impatient with João, those at the beginning of the corridor heard different footsteps approaching.
They gestured hurriedly to João, who released Mark hastily.
The others fell silent. Someone was coming, and it wasn't someone from the company.
The person who turned the corner was a classy woman, dressed formally in a suit and graphite-colored long pants. Still, the attire didn't diminish her beauty.
Her brown hair was carefully styled, and the makeup, even though professional, enchanted the men who saw her pass by.
The visitor couldn't stop noticing the curious sight of one of the company's editors facing someone who seemed to be of lower rank.
"What's going on here?" She asked.
"Miss, apologize for the embarrassing scene," João spoke as if he were a manager, "We're disciplining this subordinate who simply doesn't know his place."
The beautiful woman looked closely at Mark...
"This gentleman? Is he causing trouble? Are you sure about that?"
The other employees were surprised. The elegant visitor seemed... to know the wretch janitor?
"Yes, Miss, but don't worry!" João smiled widely, "You can go on. I believe you're going to Manager Curtis's office?"
"Useless janitor, get out of the way for the illustrious visitor!" Mary Ellen whipped Mark with her shrill voice.
"Wait a minute!" The visitor looked at Mark more closely.
All the employees at Glamour were stunned when the elegant visitor flashed a satisfied smile at Mark.
Latest Chapter
Chapter 900 Clingy Fling
On the other end, Nadir stood by the pool at the Vasconcelos Mansion, whispering even though no one else was there.“Is that really the tone you’re using with me?” she hissed.“What tone were you expecting?” Julian replied evenly.“The tone of a man who can’t wait to devour his starving lover!” Nadia answered with her eyes gleaming with “passion”.“Jeez,” he said dryly, “you’ve been watching way too much triple-X cinema.”Her voice tightened. “Julian, don’t make me do something drastic.”He kept using “you” instead of “ma’am,” careful not to alert Regis, who no doubt thought he was dealing with some clingy young fling.“What can you do?” he said. “Expose me? You’d go down with me. And that wouldn’t look good for my employers.” He let a sly smile curl his lips. “Or maybe it would. Lord Ferro knows my family. That’s partly why he hired me.”“Please, Julian,” Nadir whimpered, her voice breaking. “I need your naked body again!”“Forget it,” he snapped.He wanted to shout “Go find your hus
Chapter 899 Not Really Caring About Their Son
Gilson burst through the front door, panting like a bull ready for the charge, as though making love to Celia were a matter of life and death.“I’m here, my love!” he roared, his voice echoing through the dark house.Bare footsteps padded down the stairs. He looked up, and his breath caught.Celia descended slowly, smiling with the wicked satisfaction of a courtesan.Her nightgown was so sheer it seemed designed for one purpose only: to be torn apart by the strong, impatient hands of the man waiting for her below.She might as well have been naked.“You took your time tonight,” she purred.“Didn’t you see the news?” he asked, slamming the door shut behind him. “My son was attacked.”Her expression softened, though the glint in her eyes remained. “I heard. I just don’t want anything bad to happen to your handsome boy.”Gilson smirked, pulling her close by the waist. “Should I be jealous of my own son?”“That depends,” she teased, brushing her lips near his ear. “If your performance ton
Chapter 898 Sneaking Out Like Teens
“I’m so sorry, sir... it won’t happen again,” Dalila murmured, her cheeks warming.Christopher smiled faintly, standing and closing the short distance between them. “Relax,” he said softly. “It’s just a sheet of paper.”“A sheet of paper with names worth millions,” she replied under her breath.He followed her gaze, his expression hardening. Without realizing it, he was now standing close enough to catch the faint scent of soap and starch from her uniform.He sighed. “The woman I actually want is engaged to a scoundrel,” he confessed quietly.Dalila’s tone softened. “I’m sorry, Young Master Vasconcelos.”He chuckled at the formality. “You always take ages to call me by my title. Why not make it simpler: just ‘Mr. Christopher’?”Dalila straightened, startled by the suggestion. “I’d rather not...”“In my opinion, it’s still respectful,” he said gently. “And I authorize it.”That disarmed her. She lifted her head and smiled, more at ease now. “All right then... Mr. Christopher. Have a go
Chapter 897 Proud of Being a Boy Toy?
Rodolfo lounged au naturel on his couch, a bucket of popcorn strategically placed between his legs, his uniform crumpled nearby instead of hanging neatly in the closet.The apartment looked like the aftermath of a small tornado = clothes tossed around, plates on the coffee table, and the faint smell of body spray lingering in the air.A notification pinged. He reached for his phone lazily and narrowed his eyes.On the screen flashed a message from Claudia with a picture of her posing like a twenty-year-old seductress, her neckline plunging dangerously low.The caption read: “All this is waiting for you tonight.”Rodolfo snorted, unimpressed, and tossed the phone aside, turning his attention back to the television.The latest episode of ‘Times of Glory’ was on, showing Jake heroically aiding the protagonist in an epic battle sequence.“So that’s why people are setting cars on fire now?” he muttered. “Because of a TV show?”His phone rang again. This time, his attitude changed completel
Chapter 896 Adulteress Judging Another Adulteress
Lieutenant Ribeiro stood before a sea of cameras, the harsh white lights reflecting off his uniform as he faced a restless press corps.The hastily organized conference had been called under intense political and public pressure.Blue Cove demanded answers.At the center of the crowd, Mary Ellen typed furiously on her tablet, capturing every word for the morning edition.“We are doing everything in our power,” Ribeiro declared, his voice echoing through the room, “to identify and arrest this extremist group dissatisfied with entertainment programming. Their actions are unacceptable.”A reporter raised her hand, her tone sharp. “Lieutenant Ribeiro, is the department treating both incidents as connected?”“Yes,” he confirmed without hesitation. “The car belonged to Christopher Vasconcelos, cousin of Glamour’s general manager, Briana Vasconcelos Ferro. Unfortunately, the young man was simply visiting the company. He has no connection to ‘Times of Glory’.”Flashbulbs erupted, the clicking
Chapter 895 Receiving Lady Ferro at Home
Christopher’s phone rang, cutting through the comfortable quiet of the living room. He glanced at the screen, and his face lit up.“It’s cousin Brie!” he exclaimed.Claudia instantly made a face, twisting her expression into something between bitterness and disapproval. Christopher, oblivious to his mother’s sour glare, answered the call with enthusiasm.“Hey, cousin!”On the other end, Briana sat comfortably in the backseat of a limousine, a faint smile on her lips. Regis was at the wheel, steering steadily through the city streets.“Hello, cousin,” she greeted warmly. “Feeling any better?”“I’m calmer now, knowing you’re okay,” he said.“Good. I’m sorry about your car.”“It’s fine. I can buy another. What matters is that I got out in time.”“Was it stolen too?” she asked, frowning.“No. Someone threw a bomb through the back window. I’d forgotten to close it.”“Christopher, you need to be more careful. There are extremists out there,” she warned.“I saw your video too,” he said, his
You may also like

An Understated Dominance
Marina Vittori11.1M views
Billionaire in Disguise
Faith122.7K views
Unknowingly The Billionaire's Heir
Winner Girl77.6K views
WISH TO BE RICH
South Ashan77.0K views
Rise Of The Rejected Son-in-law
S. F. A91 views
HEAVEN'S FORSAKEN SON
Personality102 views
Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir
Rare gem writes64.2K views
Trillionaire Heir- Jeremy Nathaniel
Pen thinker 44.4K views