Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 411:

You Can’t Blame Me For Not Reminding You

Franco’s evident disgust baffled Marissa, prompting her to ask, “Why can’t I be here?”

He eyed her critically. “This is the Daniels Group. Only the elite can work here. This isn’t a place for selling your paintings. Do you really think you belong?”

Marissa met his gaze with a playful smirk. “So, you look down on artists and those who deal in art?”

“No, I don’t,” Franco retorted, his head held high in a show of pride, yet his tone remained sincere. “I just look down on you.”

Marissa almost let out a laugh. After giving him a thorough once-over, she crossed her arms and replied calmly, “I see.”

That was all she said.

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anticipated Marissa would question his disdain

Terry watched, hiding knowing smiles. They

Connor was forced to marry Tiffany,

man with foreign credentials and notable robotics achievements, often let his emotions show due to his

he worked directly under Connor. In any other company, his naivety might have made him

for Tiffany, creating trouble for himself. If he backed down now, nothing further would occur. But if he

of sympathy and mischievous anticipation, curious to see if Black

their mindset might shift toward negativity, and eventually, they might grow

burdened by a mountain of debt, were once confined to

had switched to bread and pickles, but even this new menu haunted their

earning 1.2 million dollars annually, they lived a life of deprivation,

a malicious thought crossed their minds—they wished Franco wouldn’t stop provoking

his subordinates, gently patted Franco on the shoulder and whispered,

Connor was just

out, stopping him in