Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love

Chapter 212

Marc steadied himself, feigning anger, “Ms. Smith, bringing in an outsider for verification? Are you saying you don’t trust me? Then why did you hire me in the first place?”

With that, he slammed his hand on the desk and stood up, turning to leave.

Inwardly, he was counting the seconds, expecting Isabella to call him back at any moment.

As he walked away, Isabella suddenly said, “Mr. King.”

Marc frowned and turned back to Isabella, “What? Ms. Smith, what are you talking about?”

Isabella’s heart skipped a beat, but she managed to force a smile, “Marc, there’s no need to hide your identity anymore. I already know everything about you.”

Marc’s heart sank.

Did Isabella discover that he was a fraud?

As he looked at Isabella’s twisted smile, he grew more convinced that she had seen through him.

Growing fearful, Marc contemplated the substantial amount of money he had received during this time.

If Isabella decided to sue him, he could end up in jail.

“Marc, just be honest with me,” Isabella urged, hinting wildly, “I know all about your identities.”

Sweat broke out on Marc’s forehead.

Overwhelmed by Isabella’s confident demeanor, his legs began to tremble.

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In a shaky voice, he pleaded, “Ms. Smith, you… you can’t sue me. I never intended to deceive anyone. It was you who suddenly offered to hire me with an annual salary of four million dollars. At most, I just went along with it. It

wasn’t deliberate fraud.”

Isabella was confused.

“You… you’re not King?”

“King?” Marc was stunned. “Who is King?”

The next moment, he came to his senses and asked, “Who do you think you are? You mean that century’s most talented programmer? If I were him, would I be working in a small company?”

“You…” Isabella, trembling and pointing at Marc, suddenly lowered her head and spat out a mouthful of blood in

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shock and disbelief.

Marcl

wasn’t King

scheming for the past

was smart?

fool with more money than sense?

Your bleeding is

him, her mind almost breaking, “Marc! You’re not King, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

Marc was

was King? Anyone with a bit of sense would never link

that

he implying that Isabella had no brains?

her chest, nearly spitting out another mouthful

going south, Marc cautiously stepped back, “I didn’t even touch you, don’t try to frame me. I’ll… I’ll return half my salary to you, and we’ll act like this collaboration

her teeth, “Marc, you’ve deceived me so badly, and

got irritated, “What else do you want? You were the ones who approached me for the contract. I’m being reasonable by

ten million dollars from the company. That’s enough to land

Smith, you

I never even touched

most of the

transferred to isn’t mine. Even if you claim that, nobody can trace it back to me! Marc, you’re definitely carrying the blame for this.”

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crazed demeanor, feeling overwhelmed,

phones are starting pre–sales now. They will officially launch in a week. I want you to launch

but I’m still clueless about the most

if you have a clue or not. You either produce the game within five days, or I’ll send you to

Marc with a fierce glare.

he gritted his teeth and said, “Five days is tight… but I’ll

try,”

too nervous. Even if you can’t create a real intelligent NPC, just make something passable that can fool the average player. I

that, Isabella

collapsed onto the ground, overwhelmed.

Five days…

seemed impossible

he felt he had

presented the

game, recalling her past life when she

Susan, she had only played it briefly before discarding it.

herself, the game had been incredibly popular, and the discussions about it were

featured four male leads, each with their unique personality and a

even without much personal experience,

to copy the character settings and

Susan in her previous life.

copy of Susan’s creation from her past

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