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.
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