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    When Marissa saw Ernst’s photograph, her first thought was that he might be a womanizer. His striking looks and charming demeanor made him irresistible to many.


    On one hand, he was involved with the sweet, lovely Araceli, while on the other hand, he was attempting to charm the courageous Silver Fox into marriage.


    Marissa knew she needed to meet Ernst in person. She was contemting her next steps when Araceli’s sweet voice interrupted her thoughts. “Tiffany, do you think my boyfriend is stunning?”


    Marissa responded nomittally, “Yes, he’s quite handsome.” Then, seeking more information, Marissa inquired, “How long have you two been together?”


    “It’s been about six months,” Araceli replied. “He was the one who pursued me. Initially, I wasn’t keen on him, as I generally prefer tall, robust men. But Ernst was persistent. He’s gentle and persuasive, which ultimately won me over.” Araceli smiled shyly as she reminisced.


    “Oh,” Marissa nodded, understanding better now. “How did you two meet?”


    “We met at a ball,” Araceli exined. “Though Ernst is not from a wealthy family, he’s popr and was invited to the ball because of that. It was there that he asked for my number.”


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    Marissa nodded again, piecing together Ernst’s adeptness at wooing women.


    Suddenly, Franco interjected, looking concerned, “Where are you exactly in your rtionship with him?”


    Startled, Araceli blushed. “Franco, that’s such a personal question!”


    “I’m just watching out for you,” Franco said, his tone protective. “His true nature isn’t clear to you because you’re in love. It’s not possible for me to change your mind, but you need to be cautious. Make sure he doesn’t exploit you, alright?”


    “I understand.” In a subdued voice, she confessed, “Ernst has suggested taking me to a hotel several times, but I’ve always declined. I haven’t slept with him yet.”


    Franco exhaled in relief. Noticing it was time to leave for work, he started to walk away but stopped after a few steps and turned to face Araceli again. “Tiffany has been appointed as the administrative director of the Research and Development Department.


    She needs to dedicate herself to her role at thepany. She can’t spare the time to join you at some frivolous perfumepetition. Please don’t ask her again.”


    Araceli frowned slightly. “I already got Connor’s approval. He mentioned Tiffany could join me if she wants to. He doesn’t limit her activities.”


    Franco, clearly irked, retorted, “Do you think dropping Connor’s name will influence me? Tiffany is the administrative director. If she’s not at thepany, who will handle the administrative tasks?”


    Pointing toward Rita, Marissa chimed in, “Let Rita handle it.”


    Franco’s expression darkened. “What do you mean, Tiffany?”


    Marissa smirked. “I’m saying I’ll go to the perfumepetition with Araceli. I’ll leave the administrative office work to Rita. It’s just running errands, printing documents, and so forth. Rita can manage.”


    ncing at Rita, who was busily assisting Marissa in assembling the UAV, Franco questioned, “Tiffany, don’t you think you are a heartless employer?”


    Franco’s frustration was palpable as he continued, “Rita’s already swamped with managing your daily affairs and looking after your children. Yet, you’re piling more work on her. Aren’t you pushing her too far?”


    Pointing emphatically at Rita, he added, “She’s human, not some robot. Can’t you show a shred ofpassion?”


    Just then, Rita, having finished assembling the UAV, approached Marissa. “Boss, do you need anything else?”


    Marissa, oblivious to Franco’s disapproving gaze, instructed Rita, “I’ll be out this afternoon. It’s crucial that you handle things here. If Mr. Britt needs you to run errands or print documents, make sure you do it without cutting corners.”


    “Understood, boss!” Rita responded without hesitation.


    Marissa turned away from Franco, ignoring his irritation, and addressed Araceli, “Let’s head to the perfumepetition now.”


    Araceli’s face lit up with excitement. “Tiffany, that’s incredibly sweet of you.”


    With that, the two of them departed amid smiles and chatter. Franco watched them leave, his frustration boiling over to the point where he rolled his eyes.


    Marissa remained unaffected by Franco’s anger. After they left the Daniels Group, she joined Araceli in her car and they set off for the perfumepetition. On their way, Marissa texted Silver Fox


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