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

King at all!

all her scheming

she was

with more money than

clear, I didn’t do anything. Your bleeding is your own issue, don’t try to pin it on me,” Marc said, a hint

up at him, her mind almost breaking, “Marc! You’re not King,

Marc was

was King? Anyone with a bit of sense would never

did that

he implying that Isabella had

chest, nearly spitting out

even touch you, don’t try to frame me. I’ll… I’ll return half my salary to you, and we’ll act like

over and grabbed his clothes, gritting her teeth, “Marc, you’ve deceived me

the ones who approached me for the contract. I’m being reasonable by

In these six months, you’ve redirected nearly ten million dollars from the company. That’s enough to land

was dumbfounded, “Ms. Smith, you asked me to

“Do you have any proof? You handled the money. I never even touched it. What makes you think

desperate, “But most of the

nobody can trace it back to me! Marc, you’re definitely carrying the blame

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at Isabella’s crazed demeanor, feeling overwhelmed, “Then what do you want?”

teeth, said, “Storm Group’s phones are starting pre–sales now. They will officially launch in a week. I want you to launch that dating game ahead

“That dating game is almost ready, but I’m still clueless about the most crucial part, the

have a clue or not. You either produce the

Marc with a

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

try,”

Marc on the shoulder lightly, ‘Don’t be too nervous. Even if you can’t create a real intelligent NPC, just make something passable that

Isabella

the ground, overwhelmed.

Five days…

making something passable seemed impossible to

felt he had

later, Marc presented the final product to

opened the game, recalling her past life

her jealousy of Susan, she

discussions about it were inescapable. She had

leads, each with their unique personality and a dedicated

by their enthusiastic recommendations, Isabella, even without much personal experience, had

character settings

in her previous life.

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