NovelGoldChapter 499: Araceli had finished her explanation, yet Franco's confusion only deepened. He was well aware of Araceli's stubbornness, especially when it cto Ernst. Her heart had always been closed off to any advice against him.
Before, no matter how Franco tried to sway her, Araceli had seen Ernst as the ideal partner and wouldn't consider ending things. Yet, within a mere two hours, Marissa had completely changed Araceli's mind. Franco couldn't help but wonder if Marissa possessed smagical powers.
Lost in thought, Franco was jolted back to reality when Araceli poked his chest. "Franco, any more questions? If not, I'm off to be with Tiffany." Franco snapped back to reality and asked hesitantly, "Did you mention that Tiffany got Ella to be your mentor?" "Yes," Araceli confirmed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ha ha!" Franco chuckled dismissively. "Really? Can she even manage that?" Check exclusive content galAraceli's expression soured. "Tiffany's more capable than you realize. You've really underestimated her. I'm done here. I'm going to have snacks with her." With that, she headed briskly into the administrative office.
Franco watched through the glass wall as the two women enjoyed their snacks, deep in conversation. He stood there, astonished and utterly bewildered.
When Marissa polished off a bag of potato chips and downed a glass of water, Rita got to her feet. “Boss, all tasks are handled. It's tto fetch the two kids," she announced.
"Alright," Marissa responded faintly, barely audible. "Take them straight to Daniels Manor after you get them. I'm not returning tonight." "Understood, boss." Rita powered down the laptop and tablets, tidied up the paperwork, cleared the clutter from the office, and then left the administrative office, carrying a sack of trash.
Outside, she encountered Franco. "Goodbye, Mr. Brit," she said, not pausing in her stride.
Franco watched her diminishing figure with a pang of regret. Rita had slogged through the entire afternoon without a moment's rest. Now, after wrapping up her duties, she still had to fetch the children. Her day had been relentless and mechanical.
Franco had repeatedly pointed out to Marissa that Rita was overburdened. Yet, Marissa remained unmoved, and Rita continued her tireless efforts without a word of complaint. None of their discussions seemed to make any difference.
Confusion clouded Franco's thoughts as he wondered what had convinced Rita to accept such grueling conditions. In this day and age, even domestic staff were entitled to their dignity and rights. But it appeared Rita was oblivious to these concepts.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter a silent moment, Franco, frustrated and resigned, turned back toward his office. Deep down, he resolved to persuade Rita to leave her job.
Meanwhile, Marissa was oblivious to the turmoil in Franco's mind. After Rita had left, she rose, preparing to head out herself. Rita had taken care of everything, so she felt completely unburdened. She grabbed her things and headed towards the door.
Araceli trailed after her, leaving the office. "Tiffany, where are you off to now?" "I'm headed to Connor's office," Marissa replied. "I won't be able to stick around with you today. You'll have to manage on your own." Araceli's shoulders dropped, a gesture of her disappointment. She had hoped to continue their conversation, yet circumstances demanded they split up. While Marissa made her way to Connor's office, Araceli had to go elsewhere.
Once Marissa had departed, Franco approached Araceli, his brow furrowed with curiosity. "Since Tiffany convinced Ella to be your mentor, did she charge a hefty commission for arranging it?" Araceli gave him an annoyed look. “Not at all! Tiffany even managed to get Ella to waive my fee completely." Franco scowled, skeptical. "There's no such thing as a free lunch. You're surely being duped."
Araceli had no patience to explain further. With a scornful walked away,ere, she "You're unbelievable!" Stung by her words, Franco touched his nose, unable to muster a comeback.
Meanwhile, Marissa reached Connor's office. He was absorbed in sdocuments by is absorbed in desk. She lingered at the doorway, watching him silently.
Connor finished signing a document and looked up, his lips curling into a welcoming smile. "What brings you here?" "Joinfor a two-hour nap," Marissa proposed plainly
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