Balding, pot-bellied, toothpick in mouth, with his starched suit and shiny shoes, Manager Mark squinted at Adrian through beady eyes.
He had always hated Adrian for being connected to the Cross family at all, even as a bastard.
Mark hated the rich in general and hated it even more that he had to depend on them for his living.
But since he had to, he had mastered the skill of sucking up to them, which was how he got promoted to manager from being the office errand boy.
Being able to t*****e someone who was an elite without protection or means was a dream come true for him.
Doing the favour for the young master was just a bonus.
“You, how dare you cause trouble here? Have the cleaning chemicals gone to your head?”
Adrian gave him a mild look as he wondered why he bothered with this la
