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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walked into Connor’s office,

her were futile. He had anticipated Marissa would question his disdain further, giving him a chance

Marc, and Terry watched, hiding knowing smiles. They

who ought to marry a goddess. Yet, Connor was forced to marry Tiffany, a woman with a less-than-sterling reputation, a union Franco

a highly intelligent man with foreign credentials and notable robotics achievements, often let his emotions show due to his low emotional intelligence. He was always candid about his

under Connor. In any other company, his naivety might have made him a

himself. If he backed down now, nothing further would occur. But if he persisted, he might face severe repercussions from

mix of sympathy and

their mindset might shift

a mountain of debt, were once confined to a monotonous diet

pickles, but even this new menu haunted

million dollars annually, they lived a

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

oblivious to the dark thoughts of his subordinates, gently patted Franco

Connor was just about to

stopping him in his