Chapter 727

Brittany didn’t even spare a glance, striding away.

Joie bit her lip, a hint of loathing in her eyes; she wanted to kick Brittany out of the drama crew once and for all.

Pushing that thought aside, Joie headed straight for Grandeur Capital.

Upon her arrival, the secretary formalized with a sigh, “Miss Joie, I’m sorry, but you need an appointment to see Mr. Salter.”

Was Joie a regular at that point?

She was at Grandeur Capital every day. Didn’t she get that Marcel didn’t want to see her?

Joie was about to explode, ready to pull rank, when a voice called out.

“Miss Zella.” The secretary’s impatience vanished with the arrival of Zella, replaced by a warm smile, “Are you here to see Mr. Salter?”

“Uh-huh, I brought lunch.”

Zella smiled gently.

served Marcel for

“Right this way.”

She had heard rumors about Joie visiting Marcel every day, but she couldn’t care

the kind of man to be won over by a few meal If it were that

Joie stared at her retreating figure, a strange light flickering in her

a meeting. His expression softened upon seeing her, an alteration not missed by the sharp eyes of the secretary, who

would magically soften, like ice that had been frozen for a thousand years melting into a puddle of

and put down the lunch box she was carrying, “You look awful. Tough day

her over, “Come here. Help me with a

weighed heavily on him, giving him a headache.

moved to his side and began to massage

Marcel looked up, he could see

was the best, always there

that any words might disturb the

hour, Marcel grabbed Zella’s hand,

his head, “You should eat.”

revealing a bowl

getting married?” Seeing that Marcel was in a good mood, Zella

for five years by that time, and their daughter Nova was already over four, yet

paused with his soup, “Aren’t we finejust the

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