NovelFinishChapter 480: Franco strolled into the administrative office with a cup of coffee in hand. When he saw that Marissa had finally arrived, he shot her a disgruntled look. Then, he turned to Rita and handed her the coffee with a flourish, saying, "Rita, you've been working non-stop. Take a breather!" Smirking, Marissa plopped down on a chair Rita had just cleaned. She casually pulled out her phone, scrolling through her social media feed as if she had all the tin the world.
Rita accepted the coffee from Franco with a grateful smile, "Thank you," she said before offering it to Marissa. "Boss, would you like scoffee?" Without lifting her head, Marissa took the coffee, sipping it nonchalantly. She didn't bother with a "thank you," continuing to scroll through her phone, seemingly oblivious to Franco's presence.
Franco's heart sank. He had gone out of his way to get the best coffee for Rita, hoping she'd take a much-needed break. But now, here she was, handing it over to Marissa, who accepted it without a second thought.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis frustration mounted as Marissa drank the coffee without acknowledging anyone. Even though Rita was a hired nanny, Franco felt Marissa should show her srespect.
Trying to keep his cool, Franco watched Marissa intently, hoping she'd feel at least a little guilty. But Marissa remained engrossed in her phone, completely ignoring him.
MORE UPDATES IN GALFranco wanted to explode but restrained himself for Rita's sake. When Rita stepped out to wash the cleaning cloth, Franco seized the moment. He knocked loudly on the desk in front of Marissa.
Without looking up, Marissa asked flatly, "What's the matter, Mr. Britt?" Franco's frustration bubbled over. “Marissa, that coffee was for Rita. You didn't even say thank you. Don't you feel any shame?" Marissa took another leisurely sip of the coffee, then replied calmly, "Oh, thank you." Franco was tongue-tied. "I didn't mean thank me. I meant you should thank Rita. She's been busy cleaning your office all morning!" Marissa glanced up briefly, showing no real interest, before returning her gaze to her phone. In a disinterested tone, she said, "How I interact with my nanny is none of your business! You'd better stop being nosy. Besides, you are the director of the department, Mr. Britt. You went out to buy coffee for my nanny during office hours. Aren't you afraid others will gossip?" Her words stung. But she had a point. The head of the department shouldn't be running personal errands during work hours. Franco's ears reddened with embarrassment. He turned to leave, flustered.
Just as he reached the door, Rita reentered with the cleaning cloth. They nearly collided, and Franco opened his mouth to suggest she take a break. However, Marissa's calm voice cut in from behind him. “Rita, I'm hungry. Go getslunch." "Yes, boss!" Rita put down the cloth and left before Franco could say anything.
Franco sighed and turned back to Marissa. "The company has a cafeteria with good food, you know." He implied that she should get her own lunch instead of making her nanny run errands.
Once again, Marissa didn't look up from her phone. "I'm picky. I only prefer food bought by my nanny," she said, adding a dismissive grunt for good measure.
Franco's exasperation was almost comical as he threw his hands up. "Unbelievable!" he muttered under his breath on his way out of the office.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was lunchtime, so Franco announced to the team, "Alright, tfor a lunch break. Let's go. We'll continue in the afternoon." The office quickly emptied as everyone headed to the cafeteria, including Franco.
Sitting alone in the administrative office, Marissa sent a message to Joziah. "Preparea UAV developed by our company. I need it tonight." Her phone buzzed almost immediately with Joziah's swift reply. "Got it, boss." No sooner had Marissa finished chatting with Joziah than Connor messaged her. "Lunch together?" Marissa refused. "I'm afraid I can't. I'm busy." "Okay," Connor replied.
About twenty minutes later, Rita returned with lunch Marissa began eating at her desk while Rita mopped the floor.
Franco returned shortly after, holding a takeout box. Glancing at him, Marissa couldn't help but smile to herself. Did he swallow his food whole to be back so quickly? Was he that concerned about Rita? She found the idea amusing.
Franco made a beeline for the administrative office. But just as he & But was about to reach the door, another person strode confidently into the office first Message from Noah: Happy weekend dear ones! God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. (— The will be updated first on this website. Cback and continue reading tomorrow, everyone! O)
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