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.

down on Kathryn. She had grown up in the countryside,

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

express to their mother that he should be the first male heir to lead

no matter how much their mother loved her sons,

many of the family's rules,

only daughters could inherit.

was one thing she

insisted. "Is it really that

didn't sugarcoat it. "That's what you 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 expression darkened

he flipped through the folder once more and reluctantly asked,

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