Chapter 253

No Need for Comparison She smiled. “I thought you were a clean and upright person. It turns out that it’s just a facade. You’re aiming for the big fish while disregarding the small fry?” Her tone dripped with contempt this time.

“Ms. Liora, why make such assumptions? Have I offended you in some way to deserve this treatment?

It’s rather impolite, don’t you think?” I feigned innocence.

Since she had laid her cards on the table, I saw no need to dodge the issue. !

“Heh… Is this considered impolite?” She let out a disdainful snort. “You’ll do whatever it takes, won’t you? Don’t act all high and mighty while secretly groveling to the big shots.”

“Oh?” I responded with a light chuckle, never breaking eye contact with Liora.

I had no intention of backing down. After all, I had already crossed her, and there was no way to avoid it. There was no need for reconciliation, “In that case, I’d kindly ask you to go back and talk with Mr. Atticus about how I supposedly groveled before him. I’d love to hear about it.”

I understood she referred to the favor Atticus had shown by helping me resolve the project’s timeline.

However, since Atticus dared to take such action, he must not have been swayed by her influence.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to kick the Thompson family out of Echelon Group.

It was clear that Liora was also a coward in front of Atticus. Atticus was not the kind of man who would give in to a woman’s charms.

I found my impression of Atticus improving a bit.

“In business, everyone has their methods. I don’t resort to underhanded tactics like secret deals or bullying my way to success. I’m just a small business owner, far from having the capital you possess, Ms. Liora.”

My words were delivered without humility or arrogance, yet they carried weight.

Please spare us small business owners, Ms. Liora, The hat is too big for us to hold up.” I smiled gently.

Well, I wont keep you any longer. See your hup my bags and walked briskly towards the axit, leaving Llors without a chance to reply.

Johnson’s house to check on his child and Myre needed to watch for Marth At the very least, some individuals wanted to use him.

Myra was very enthusiastic when she saw me. She pulled me to see her child. The little one was adorable and well–taken care of, with rosy cheeks. He was already crawling.

Myra complained to me about Johnson’s recent struggles.

She said Melanie constantly meddled in company matters, and the staff complained. They said it was no longer the original Tanum Corporation.

I didn’t particularly enjoy hearing her talk about this. I had no interest in their affairs and wouldn’t even bother with them if they hadn’t consistently obstructed my path. It would be best if we parted ways–a clean break.

We chatted until it was time to leave. Myra insisted on inviting me for dinner, but I declined.

For now, I didn’t need to ask Johnson too many questions. I didn’t want to put pressure on him. Those who meant business would naturally resolve such issues. Not many could be as ruthless as Matthew.

This relationship just needed to be maintained.

On the way back, I aimlessly drove around. I glanced at the giant billboards on the roadside. One of them happened to be for Harmony.

I chuckled lightly. Come to think of it, that face did resemble mine.

Unconsciously, I seemed to have taken a wrong turn. I blinked, realizing I had ended up heading toward Pleca Park. In a daze, I parked by the side of the road.