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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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
Chapter 967 Presenting the New Member of the Family
Milton welcomed Elara with all the dignity expected of the Vasconcelos Mansion. Looking at Miss D’Arveil standing there so composed — poised, elegant, and walking without the slightest limp — no one would have guessed that the young master had been ravishing her with unrestrained passion only hours earlier.“Miss D’Arveil, welcome to the Vasconcelos Mansion,” Milton said with a deferential bow. “I am Milton, at your service.”“Thank you, Milton,” she replied, clearly delighted. “Is the family still at dinner?”“They are all waiting in the sitting room,” he informed her. “If you have not eaten, I was instructed to take you to the dining hall.”“No, thank you. I’d like to speak with everyone first.”Christopher appeared before she could say more, his smile wide and radiant at the sight of her.“Elara, welcome. You’ve met Milton already, right?”“The young lady prefers to meet your family first,” Milton noted.“Don’t worry,” Christopher said, laughing softly. “They won’t ruin your appeti
Chapter 966 It’s Time to Close That Chapter
The Vasconcelos family enjoyed a rare moment of harmony at the dinner table. For once, Claudia and Katrina were absent, and with them the usual chorus of complaints that often fractured the evening. Laughter and light conversation filled the long, polished room.Until Christopher’s phone chimed.He glanced at the screen, and a boyish smile spread across his face, so unguarded that even Gilson noticed.“What is it, son?” Gilson asked, catching the subtle shift in his expression.“Elara is coming over,” Christopher announced, unable to hide his excitement. “She wants to introduce herself to all of you. Formally.”A pleasant murmur of approval rose around the table.Althea nodded, regal and satisfied. “It seems you chose wisely, my dear boy.”“Will she make it in time to join us?” Nadir asked.Sandro scraped his fork across the nearly empty plate. “We’re almost finished.”“No, no,” Christopher said quickly. “I’m sure she’s eaten. And if she hasn’t, we’ll serve her dinner while we wait in
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