Marcus glanced at Raymond and Jessica holding hands, and his eyes narrowed slightly, his cold gaze carrying a hint of anger. Jessica quickly let go of Raymond's hand and stood still without a word.
Other secretaries were trembling with fear; Mr. Marcus's expression was truly terrifying.
Florence, upon seeing Marcus, revealed a faint green glow in her eyes, like a hungry wolf seeing sweet food, displaying her best side with seductive eyes.
What a showoff!
What kind of coquetry is that!
"Raymond, if you're here to flirt with my secretary, please leave. And you, Jessica, please be professional during work, stop flirting around!" Marcus sternly said as he entered his office.
Jessica shook. You were the one flirting around, okay?
Florence sneered at the scolded Jessica and arrogantly strode away in her high heels.
Boring woman!
If Marcus could be interested in this kind of woman, Jessica would seriously doubt his taste.
After making three cups of coffee, Jessica delivered them and was about to leave when Marcus's eyes darkened, and he coldly said, "Miss Jessica, stay and listen!"
A perfect secretary is not allowed to question their superior's orders.
"Yes!" Even though Jessica didn't understand his intentions, she quietly stood by.
This man is cold and ruthless, unfathomable. She should be more restrained to avoid getting in trouble.
Why did Marcus ask Jessica to stay? Raymond couldn't figure out their relationship for a moment. A man as inscrutable as Marcus is not someone everyone can understand. Jessica always wears a mild, sweet smile, it's hard to read her.
Florence had been throwing seductive glances at Marcus, hoping he would notice her. Seeing Jessica being asked to stay, she looked resentful.
Damn woman, always ruining her good opportunities.
Marcus was worth billions, incredibly handsome, influential, and powerful.
Marcus had a net worth of billions, he was incredibly handsome, powerful, and influential. That was the kind of man Florence had her sights set on. If Marcus noticed her, she was confident she could win his heart. When that happened, she intended to sweep away Jessica, who was a hindrance.
Jessica could tell what Florence was thinking by the jealous look on her face. She quietly smirked and thought to herself, "This lady should go buy a bed from the market and get some rest. Maybe she can achieve her dreams faster in her dreams."
The Davis Family Group was an established household goods enterprise in City W, of considerable size. That year, the group had been impacted by the financial crisis, causing Raymond to lose a considerable amount of money in the stock market. The company's cash flow was tight, leading them to seek funding from the Noblefull Group, hoping to turn the tide.
"Mr. Smith, we have a large number of stable manufacturers and loyal customers. Our company has a significant potential for growth. Our cash flow issue is only temporary. Mr. Smith, as long as you provide the funding, I am confident that we can restore normal operations. For you, it's just a drop in the ocean, with no real loss, isn't it?" Raymond flattered Marcus.
Marcus's deep, inscrutable eyes revealed no emotion as he reviewed the Davis Family Group's performance for the year and the plan for the following year. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, creating a rhythmic sound that made Raymond's heart race, causing him to gulp nervously as he watched Marcus.
With just a few words, Marcus could determine the Davis Family Group's fate.
"Mr. Smith, please consider it. We truly have many advantages over our peers. We can all earn money together," Florence cooed in a seductive voice.
The seductive voice made Jessica shiver. Damn, can't you tone down the flirtiness a bit?
She turned to look at her own arm, where a swarm of goosebumps had appeared.
"Miss Jessica, do you have any objections?" Marcus unexpectedly asked Jessica, lifting his head.
Raymond's eager gaze fell on Jessica, with a look that said "You have to help me". At least they had a relationship before, Jessica won't just stand by and do nothing.
Florence sneered disdainfully, silently cursing Raymond for his audacity to seek help from Jessica in front of her. Wasn't he disrespecting her by doing so?
Marcus looked on coldly at the ugly scene, his lips curling up coldly.
How many men is his secretary involved with?
Quincy, Raymond...
Looks can be deceiving; that's for her, he wanted to see what she would say.
Jessica lowered her eyes and humbly said, "Mr. Marcus, I'm just a secretary. In this kind of decision-making issue, you're asking the wrong person. If the Noblefull Group's stock price fluctuates, I would become the scapegoat."
Mr. Marcus dangerously narrowed his eyes, coldly sweeping over Jessica. This young girl had quite the talent for insulting people, daring to call him incompetent.
"As you say, it's so simple. As my chief secretary, you can't even provide any opinions, Miss Jessica, are you sure you're capable of this job?" Mr. Marcus's tone was even colder than his indifference.
Florence could tell he was displeased and secretly delighted, wishing that Mr. Marcus would just kick Jessica out of Noblefull Group on the spot.
"Mr. Marcus, since you're my boss and insist on asking, I have to say something. You can take it as a reference," Jessica said, "Davis Family Group is an established daily goods company with many loyal customers and a good corporate image, leaning towards tradition, which is its advantage in competition. However, in recent years, Raymond has frequently misappropriated company funds in the stock market, repeatedly incurring losses and showing no improvement, and the product quality is also not as good as before. Doing business, especially in traditional enterprises, is better to be down-to-earth. Such speculation carries too much risk. I believe that even if Noblefull Group injects capital, it may not effectively improve Davis Family Group's current situation, but rather be a futile effort."
Jessica dared to bet on her precious son's high IQ, Mr. Marcus, the cunning man, had already made up his mind, deliberately pushing her out as a scapegoat.
Sly, dark-hearted.
Perverted!
With such a boss, no wonder the subordinates' minds are twisted.
"Jessica, you're talking nonsense, you're slandering me!" Raymond became angry and stood up from the sand with a swish, cursing Jessica.
Marcus's lips curved into a smirk. His secretary, with such a poker face, it's so cute to see her criticize Raymond seriously. He wonders how she curses him in her heart.
"Mr. Marcus, don't listen to Jessica's nonsense, she's resentful that Raymond left her and chose me. She is deliberately retaliating against Raymond. Mr. Marcus, don't listen to her nonsense, she's jealous of us and can't stand to see us doing well." Florence stared at Jessica with resentment, then turned to Marcus with a pitiful look, hoping to turn the tide.
Jessica, "..." Oh gosh.
Oh, no! If it weren't for you needing Marcus, when they met in the office, she would have forgotten what Raymond and Florence even looked like.
Jealous?
Are you kidding?!
What exactly is there to be jealous of on both of you, inside and out?
Marcus raised an eyebrow. She was abandoned? They were lovers? Mr. Marcus narrowed his eyes and smirked, "Miss Jessica, your love life is truly rich."
Jessica humbly bowed, pulling off a bright smile, "Oh, come on now, Mr. Marcus, your love life is so colorful, and as a subordinate, it wouldn't be right to fall behind, it would make people laugh."
Which means, if the boss is so strong, how could the subordinate dare to fall behind?
A twitch at the corner of Marcus’s eye, staring at Jessica with a murderous glint. Why can she say such biting words with such a bright smile?
Hit the nail on the head!
Poker-faced, just smiling and smiling, but the words she spit out make him furious, yet she's smiling so sweetly, speaking the truth. He doesn't even know where to direct his anger.
"Raymond, look, even my secretary said that the investment is a one-way street, we can only hope for our next cooperation. Miss Jessica, please see our guests out!"
Raymond and Florence were unwilling and still wanted to persuade, but Marcus swept a chilling glance, instantly filling the entire space with a terrifying sense of intimidation, making everyone's nerves tense in an instant.
This is a kind of coldness that belongs to the dark side!
He just sat there quietly, with an elegant and indifferent face, a cold gaze, not saying a word. This kingly dominance made everyone feel oppressed.
Even the calm and wicked Jessica felt that this man was truly terrifying!
This man was powerful to the point of being frightening.
With such an enchanting face, if he were to smile more, it would be so alluring. Maybe she would go to him with her son and start fawning over him.
"Raymond, Miss Florence, please!" Jessica courteously showed them out.
"Jessica, I am so disappointed in you!" Raymond glared at her, as if not defending him just now was a heinous crime.
Jessica remained silent!
What did she see in him back then? Indeed, people are very ignorant when they are young!
******
At noon, take a one-hour break.
"Jessica, let's go to lunch!"
"I'm not going, you guys go, I brought a packed lunch." Jessica raised the bento box in her hand, looking happy. Her son made this loving bento, which was even better than the food at a five-star hotel.
"Oh, your boyfriend makes you a bento every day, you're too lucky, deliberately making us jealous."
"Alright, I'm so hungry, let's eat!"
"..."
Jessica waved goodbye to them and then took out the bento that Henry made.
"Your boyfriend made you a bento?"
A cold voice appeared, causing Jessica's spine to chill, and her heart to skip a beat.
Hey, Mr. Marcus, can you stop being so mysterious? The way you scare people is enough to give them a heart attack.
Jessica forced a smile, "Mr. Marcus, this is my matter, no need to answer."
Mr. Marcus crossed his arms, his deep gaze swept over her face and slowly shifted down to the bento.
Today, Henry made chicken wings, which were beautifully arranged to form a heart shape. Paired with sautéed asparagus, the color was vibrant green with a sprinkle of chili, and in the middle of the heart-shaped chicken wings was a small red tomato as decoration.
It was a true heart-shaped bento!
Mr. Marcus smirked, his gaze mischievous and teasing as he looked at Jessica. Jessica followed his gaze, her face flushed, feeling as nervous as a deer caught in headlights.
Ridiculous! The melodrama her son concocted, damn it, this man must have misunderstood!
"The food at the company cafeteria isn't good?"
"I'm used to eating what he makes."
"Him?" Mr. Marcus furrowed his brow, his gaze inscrutable and slightly mocking, "A man?"
Jessica coughed twice and nodded.
Why doesn't this man go eat?
She looked at the dishes, smelled the aroma of the food, and her mouth watered.
You're not hungry, but I am!
Mr. Marcus laughed even more coldly. Humph, Quincy cooked for this woman? What a miracle! Why flaunt the affection, afraid that people don't know how intimate you two are?
"It looks very delicious," Mr. Marcus said lightly.
Jessica's lip twitched fiercely. What did he mean? Jessica was still pondering why he said that.
Mr. Marcus had already shown with his actions that he meant it, elegantly taking the bento box, the fork lightly picking up a chicken wing, and then into his mouth.
The first bite tasted the asparagus, it was delicious, and this bento was of high quality. It may be home-cooked, but the taste was very delicious.
Jessica was stunned, and she felt completely disoriented for a while. Damn it, he dared to steal my bento.
"Mr. Marcus, what are you doing?"
"Eating!"
"That's my bento."
Calm down, calm down, impulsiveness is the devil.
"I'm hungry!"
Really delicious! Quincy, you are talented. Damn it, even cooking, that man is so perfect, beware of lightning strikes.
Henry, who was teaching at the elementary school, elegantly sneezed.
As Mr. Marcus continued to eat, Jessica glared at him with her eyes burning, an expression as if she wanted to devour him. He paused, raised an eyebrow, then took another bite of the chicken wing.
He got up elegantly, carried the bento, and walked into the CEO's office, leaving Jessica outside.
Jessica, "???"
With eyes fixed on the CEO's office, Jessica took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and felt her anger building.
Damn it! Marcus, you despicable, heartless, beastly pervert! Do you think I'm just a decoration?
Stealing her bento wasn't enough, and he also dared to lock her outside the door. Did he feel like he couldn't eat because she was glaring at him?
She'd seen shameless people before, but never this shameless one.
Don't be so despicable. Watch out for karma!
She was about to storm in when Mr. Marcus floated out of the CEO's office with her bento and casually tossed her a red object.
Instinctively, Jessica caught it.
Hamburger?
?
Oh, no… Marcus, you're filthy rich, so why are you eating such a common brand of hamburger? "Miss Jessica, eat your hamburger!" Mr. Marcus said calmly, as if nothing had happened. To Jessica's ears, it was like nails on a chalkboard, and she had to restrain herself from attacking him. His expression seemed to say, "Enjoy your hamburger!" "Mr. Marcus, you stole my bento." "As a qualified secretary, you have to consider your boss's stomach." Mr. Marcus confidently took a second chicken wing. Jessica was salivating with envy. "A normal boss wouldn't steal their subordinate's bento." Jessica smiled graciously, but internally, she wanted to knock him down and trample on him. Implicitly, "You're not normal, are you?" "You didn't know I'm not normal?" Mr. Marcus calmly retorted, raising an eyebrow and a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "I have a history of mental illness. Do you want to see it and confirm?" Jessica choked on her breath after hearing this shameless lie. One day, I wil
Henry's beautiful face was full of smiles, "Mommy, didn't you say that my dad died? You even said that the grass on his grave is taller than me." Mr. Marcus, who was coldly dining at his villa on the mountaintop, suddenly sneezed. Jessica, "…" Since Henry was old enough to understand, he had asked once why he didn’t have a father. At that time, Henry was three years old and attending kindergarten in France. There was a boy in his class who lived next door to them, and he often insulted Henry at school, calling him a wild child without a father. One time, Henry got into a fight with him and lost. He returned home in tears with a large bruise on his arm. He asked Jessica why he didn't have a father. At that time, Jessica felt as if her heart was being torn apart. Henry was the best gift she had ever received in her life. He was her precious baby, and Jessica wouldn't allow anyone to harm even a single hair on him. But what hurt him the most was her, his mother. She clearly rememb
"Crystal, if I ever get married one day, I would choose you to be my wife!" Marcus stated, his refined features emanating a cold and calm determination, without hesitation. Crystal nodded with a gentle smile. Was this enough? Wasn't it? Marcus's lips were off-limits, just like they were specially reserved for someone. Just like his heart. But at least, Marcus was willing to marry her, and that was enough. Wasn't it? "Thank you!" Crystal smiled gently. Marcus suddenly became a bit restless. His emotions had been tense and out of control all day, making him feel a bit exhausted when faced with Crystal's tenderness. Glancing at his tie nearby, he said while fastening it, "I have to go now, goodnight!" Without waiting for Crystal to respond, he opened the door and left. The silver Rolls-Royce raced through the streets, the lights of the underground tunnel flickering between brightness and darkness, reflecting a dangerous edge on Marcus's refined face. Suddenly stepping on the brak
Marcus's face was gloomy. Damn it, how many men does she have? One Quincy, one Raymond, and now another pretty boy? But she looks so innocent, is it an illusion? Compared to Marcus's jealousy, Jessica's mind was captivated by the bar in front of her. She could never forget, eight years ago, it was here that she and him had the most absurd night of their lives. "Mr. Marcus, why did you bring me to the bar so late?" Jessica couldn't help but ask, feeling tense. Memories of eight years ago played in her mind like a slow-motion film. To her surprise, Jessica remembered all the details between them eight years ago. Her recklessness, his coldness, her impudence, his arrogance... People from two different worlds, but they sparked a flame for one night. Jessica's heart was pounding, nervously sweating in her palms, and her face growing hotter with each passing moment. She couldn't figure out Mr. Marcus's thoughts at all. What does he mean? Does he recognize her? Seeing her flushed
When three of them left the bar, Jessica found herself in a dilemma again. "I'll take you back!" Marcus and Quincy said simultaneously, their eyes meeting and both focused on Jessica. Marcus's coldness and Quincy's warmth both expressed unwavering determination. Compared to Quincy's smoothness inside the bar, he appeared much more relaxed now, calmly saying, "Mr. Marcus, there's no need for you to trouble yourself with such a trivial matter. What do you say, Jessica?" Quincy whispered something in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe. To outsiders, it seemed like Quincy was kissing her earlobe, indicating an intimate relationship. Jessica was shocked, her body stiffening, her face flushing and paling interchangeably. She felt like a child who had done something wrong, completely at a loss... What did Quincy say? Henry? What did he mean? Marcus narrowed his eyes, displaying a trace of cunningness. He couldn't insert himself into the familiarity and intimacy bet
When Quincy called her, Jessica was getting ready to have lunch with her colleagues. Henry had slept late last night and woke up late, so he didn't have time to make her lunch. She declined her colleagues' invitations and headed downstairs. A black Lamborghini was parked in front of the Noblefull Group Building, with Quincy holding a large bouquet of roses and leaning on the car with a gentle smile, looking warm and charming. Jessica hurriedly walked over, feeling embarrassed, "Quincy, why are you here?" Still holding the bouquet of roses?! She felt awkward. It was lunchtime, and many employees entering and leaving the Noblefull Group Building. Their gazes were filled with astonishment and ambiguity. She could bet that rumors would be flying around. The rivalry between Gootal Group and Noblefull Group had been going on for many years, and it was no secret. Usually, the competition was behind the scenes, but recently, Mr. Quincy and Mr. Marcus had brought the rivalry to the foref
"You're my woman, dress you up a bit nicer so that I won't be embarrassed!" Mr. Marcus whispered in her ear with a wicked tone, and then pushed her away, saying, "Miss Jessica, let's go!" Jessica lowered her head to look at the necklace on her chest. Her heart skipped a beat once again. It wasn't her imagination - this necklace was a limited-edition treasure from Noblefull Group called Angel's Tears. The jewelry company under Noblefull Group was one of its main industries, together with real estate and media, making them the three pillars of Noblefull Group. This Angel's Tears necklace was launched five years ago at the Milan Jewelry Exhibition and caused a sensation in the entire jewelry industry, sweeping the globe. It attracted countless celebrities and big names. Jessica had learned about this when she studied the exhibition history of Noblefull Group, paying particular attention to a certain person - and that person was the designer of this necklace, Marcus Smith! Jessica sile
Florence's face turned red, completely devastated by Marcus's remarks. The disdainful gazes of others fell upon her, making her feel so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to hide in. She had originally wanted to witness Jessica's humiliation, but unexpectedly, it was Marcus who mercilessly mocked her, making others laugh at her instead. Florence regretted it deeply. Marcus's powerful presence silenced her completely. "Jessica, are you an idiot?" Marcus suddenly turned his head, his deep gaze brushing with a hint of anger. "Do you have no brains to stand here and let someone like her insult you? Where's that sharp tongue of yours?" Jessica remained silent. Truly ruthless! With just a few words, he insulted both of them. It wasn't that she didn't fight back, but Quincy spoke up for her and his sharp tongue left her no room to perform! "Mr. Marcus, if it weren't for you abandoning her, she wouldn't have to endure this embarrassment!" Quincy calmly remarked, sarcasti