NovelEnglishChapter 2756 What kind of insinuation was that? A realization dawned on Melissa.
Marcus evidently had a romantic interest in her.
It was tto reject him and exit his life firmly; she couldn't afford to get entangled with a man like Marcus. Marcus, however, was offering an unusually generous salary.
And Melissa desperately needed the money.
She decided to feign ignorance and accept the job, going as far as preparing home-cooked meals and handling his laundry.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn her naivety, she believed that as long as Marcus didn't verbalize anything, she could secure this substantial salary along with the twenty-thousand-a-month rent.
Her need for money overshadowed any reservations.
Melissa remained unusually quiet.
Her culinary skills weren't top-notch, and the dishes she labored over for an hour fell short of satisfaction... When she brought the dishes to the table, Marcus was already waiting.
She admitted sheepishly that the dish wasn't delicious.
Marcus cast a glance at her, and then picked up his fork and started eating.
He finished a bite with composed ease.
Finally, he set down his fork and remarked, "I'll arrange for the company to enroll you in a cooking class. You can also learn flower arranging and sother things while you're at it.
" Melissa's self-esteem shattered, and she quietly asserted that she didn't need to acquire the other skills. Leaning against the back of the chair, Marcus commented, "It's always beneficial to broaden your skills.
Marcus was accustomed to holding authority in the company and facing dissent, especially from a secretary. Melissa then sat down to start eating.
Giving her a disdainful glance, Marcus condescendingly remarked, "Did I say you can sit down and eat? I haven't got anything to eat!" Hastily setting down the food, Melissa replied, "I'll order takeout for you.
Evidently displeased with takeout, Marcus scrutinized her once more.
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Grabbing his phone, he ordered French cuisine from a five-star hotel e with a bottle of red wine.
While waiting for the food, he lounged in front of the TV and M instructed her to tidy up the bedroom flatly. Melissa swapped her shoes and stepped inside.
Upon entering, she found herself slightly taken aback.
The space was clearly occupied, exuding the scent of someone's living presence.
A man's shirt lay on the large white bed.
She reached for the shirt, intending to put it into the laundry basket, only to discover beneath it a pair of black briefs.
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