Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 627:

Domenic jolted to awareness upon hearing Connor’s icy inquiry, realizing he had overstepped and uttered inappropriate words. He quickly shook his head.

“No, no, no. Mr. Daniels, I didn’t intend to blame you, nor did I ever expect you to settle my debt. Every decision was mine alone and has no bearing on you.”

Pausing for a second, Domenic murmured, “I only regret placing my trust in the wrong idol. Now I seek a new path.”

Connor suppressed a smile, recognizing why Domenic, Marc, and Terry might wish to follow Marissa. It was because he had not been dependable recently.

Previously, Domenic, Marc, and Terry had unwaveringly followed Connor, admiring his consistent victories and remarkable achievements, which instilled them with confidence.

Their trust and investment in Connor stemmed from past successes and unshakeable faith in his abilities. It was evident that Connor had disappointed them in their expectations.

“Ahem!” Connor cleared his throat awkwardly. He then looked at Domenic, stating, “The Daniels Group has a policy of rewarding excellent performance. Your work over the past few years has significantly benefited the company. You truly deserve this recognition.”noveldrama

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Domenic abruptly looked up, overwhelmed with excitement. Was Connor truly going to reward him with shares?

Connor turned and walked away, casually stating, “I’ll grant you, Marc, and Terry each 0.1% of the shares. You can go through with the paperwork.”

Domenic was so thrilled that he stammered, “Th-thank you, Mr. Daniels.”

Although it was merely a 0.1% stake, even a small fraction of shares in the multinational conglomerate Daniels Group could yield hundreds of millions in annual dividends. Domenic could not only eliminate his debts but also secure a comfortable future.

Connor’s decisiveness and generosity were always remarkable.

Marc and Terry, having overheard parts of the conversation, hurried over once Connor departed. “Domenic, did we just hear that Mr. Daniels is rewarding us with shares?”

Moments ago, Domenic had humbly aspired to be Marissa’s fanboy, but now he stood tall, adjusted his attire, and regarded Marc and Terry with disdain.

He remarked coolly, “Could you both be any less ambitious? It’s just 0.1% of the shares. You’re acting as if you’ve never encountered wealth before.”

Marc and Terry exchanged bemused glances. “Domenic, are you feeling all high and mighty now?” Terry teased. “You’ve been relying on us lately and didn’t seem very ambitious yourself.”

“Exactly!” Marc chimed in. “Who was acting so humble and shameless, wanting to be our chief instructor’s fanboy moments ago?”

Domenic coughed awkwardly. “Ahem!” He then laughed derisively and declared, “From now on, we’re all going to be wealthy. We should start embodying the demeanor that comes with it.”

Marc and Terry found Domenic’s sentiment compelling and promptly mirrored his actions, straightening their backs, smoothing their clothes, raising their chins, and gazing upward.

Just as they struck their poses, they heard Rita’s voice. “Please move aside.”

The three turned in unison to see Rita standing in the middle of the road, waiting for them to clear a path. Though the nanny Rita was beautiful and well-formed, her blunt manner often made them uncomfortable.

She tended to highlight their insecurities, and Connor disapproved of her, leading to their unfavorable impression. Only Franco regarded Rita as a gem.

Now that the three felt liberated from debts and regarded themselves as wealthy, they decided to playfully challenge Rita instead of allowing her to pass.

Terry was the first to speak. “Rita, you ought to treat me with more respect from now on. I can afford to treat you to any extravagant meal you desire.”

Marc joined in, teasing, “Rita, if you’re willing to call me ‘sir,’ I could teach you some martial arts to enhance your skills.”

Domenic chuckled, having transformed from a top assistant to a street rogue. “Rita, are you seeing anyone? If not, what do you think of me? I’m far more attractive than Franco.”

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