Back in the day, the people working under Marco were highly capable. But that was because Clarissa had personally arranged for top talents to support him. Any success he achieved was largely thanks to them. It was as if they did all the work, while Marco took all the credit.

Marco was silent.

Was he really that bad?

He had always thought he was doing well.

When his mother was still around, he never had to lift a finger. He simply passed down instructions, and the capable team beneath him would put together flawless plans that met every expectation.

All he had to do was sit back and wait for the praise.

After years of this, he actually believed he was competent.

Even though he knew Shiloh wasn't his biological sister while Kathryn was, he had still looked down on Kathryn. She had grown up in the countryside, seemed timid, and was practically useless in the company. To him, she was like a pile of mud that couldn't be shaped into anything useful.

He wanted to take Kathryn's place as the successor of the Farrell

far as to express to their mother that he should be the first

their mother loved her sons,

had changed many of the family's rules, but

only daughters could inherit.

one thing she refused to compromise

into this plan," Marco insisted. "Is it really that bad? I

didn't sugarcoat it.

think. But what you think doesn't matter. What matters is whether think it's good, and more importantly, whether Liberty thinks it's good." Marco's

darkened again.

a long pause, he flipped through the folder once more and reluctantly asked, "How should I

a short

have a client meeting later. If it goes well, it'll bring huge profits

come along? Maybe I'll learn something." "I'm meeting them at Fortress Hotel at 4:30," Kathryn said. "After the business talk,

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