American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 17 Two women make a drama; Little Chili once worked at the Universal Capsule Group?

Norman Osborne's expression was rather unpleasant, and his gaze towards his son carried a hint of disappointment and disappointment.

"Don't tell me you're all grown up and I still need to hire a tutor to teach you manners!"

"Look at this setting! Is this a place for you to show off by belittling others?"

Harry Osborn dared not argue with his father, nor did he dare tell him his true thoughts. He could only lower his head and obediently admit his mistake.

Fortunately, this was not the place for Osborne to discipline his son. After giving him a brief scolding, he went to greet the other nobles present.

Harry only breathed a sigh of relief after Osborn left, but his eyes kept glancing at a corner behind him.

Sure enough, the next second, after the elders left, Mary Jane, who had been secretly watching from behind, quickly moved closer to Harry, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

"Hey, is that Dr. Bulma?"

"Her hair is actually blue, so beautiful."

They chatted in silence, but Mary Jane's gaze gradually lingered on Harry's face.

Clearly, she couldn't stand seeing Harry showing interest in other girls.

Unlike the others, Mary Jane was not invited to the press conference as a representative of a family or a high-ranking member of the social elite.

She was a representative sent by the school as a way of expressing gratitude, because Midtown High School had previously received funding from Capsule Corporation.

What is meant by "thank you" or "feedback"?
The school staff sent this time are all goddesses of the "school beauty" level.

Yes, the principal's purpose was indeed to express gratitude, but unfortunately, the person he wanted to thank, namely the investor of Midtown High School, Carrot Al, was not present.

Bulma had absolutely no liking for these gifts that were specially delivered to her fiancé; she was already being incredibly kind by not kicking them out.

So, having lost her "accompaniment" target, Mary Jane could only wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.

But to her surprise, she encountered Harry here, which gave Mary Jane a sudden inspiration, and she finally had a goal.

Harry was the same. For a pure-hearted boy who had been raised with extremely strict discipline, being manipulated by a girl like Mary Jane was as easy as playing a game.

To be honest, if she were simply a gold digger, Harry might not necessarily like her, but the problem is that she is not simply a gold digger.

Mary Jane, who grew up in a violent home, possesses a strong sense of independence and a deep distrust of men.

This feeling of being neither too close nor too distant is fundamentally different from that of gold diggers who want to climb the social ladder.

She can chat with you about anything and everything, telling a whole bunch of dirty jokes without any restraint, but when you try to get closer, no matter who you are, you absolutely cannot.

This is truly Spider-Man singing "Lasso the Horse," damn Peter.

Harry himself is different from Stark, a playboy; he is more of a pure and innocent young man.

He was completely fascinated by a girl like Mary Jane, but family reasons prevented him from confessing his feelings directly or from pursuing her.

So the two of them enjoyed this game of being close yet distant.

Unlike Mary Jane, Harry seemed to be getting more and more involved.

He even began to express his love for Bulma regardless of the occasion, in order to provoke Mary Jane's competitive spirit.

As for making her jealous, that's simply not the case.

Contrary to Bulma and Norman Osborn's guesses, Harry's words weren't because he genuinely liked Bulma or sought status in this situation. He simply wanted to make Mary Jane feel threatened.

Compared to this unexpected press conference, Harry's focus was clearly more on the girl.

Mary Jane was well aware of her own limitations regarding Bulma; compared to this world-renowned genius scientist, her poor academic performance was even worse than Peter Parker's.

What really made her uneasy was that Harry seemed to be completely attracted to another woman.

Sure enough, Harry's plan worked. When he saw Mary Jane approaching without making a sound, Harry turned his head and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Is it beautiful? I think so too."

Harry's upturned lips were fixed on Bulma's back in the distance. Suddenly, a slender arm draped over her shoulder. Just as Bulma was about to throw her bag at him in a bad mood, a familiar voice suddenly rang out:

"Hey, what's wrong, young lady? Who made you angry again?"

Bulma's raised bag froze in mid-air. Only when she saw the person's face did she relax, though with a hint of annoyance.

"Long time no see, my father's former assistant."

Pepper Potts looked at her with a helpless expression, her eyes darting up and down with the suspicion one might have for a menopausal woman:

"Okay, okay, leaving you five years ago was my biggest business mistake. Who would have thought that as soon as I left, you would start to go uphill and grow bigger and bigger."

"My new boss, on the other hand, is a playboy who only knows how to sleep with cover girls every day, and he has been missing for three months and seven days."

Seeing an acquaintance, Bulma felt much better: "Then who do you blame? You were the one who chose to leave."

Upon hearing this, Pepper Potts slapped her forehead, as if a lump had formed in her throat, and muttered in exasperation:
"Please, Miss, don't you even consider the situation you were in at the time?"

"Dr. Brisfeld is a strange old man who only knows how to tease black cats."

"His wife is like a sexy hostess, with a sweet voice like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, and she has such a great figure."

"If I were a man, I would be so happy, but unfortunately I'm not."

“Your eldest sister doesn’t manage things, and you’re a wild child who goes out exploring every day. No, that’s not exploring, that’s courting death.”

"You often disappear for half a day or half a month without coming back. I don't even know if you've died out there!"

"The head of this lousy company is questionable whether he'll even go bankrupt tomorrow, so why should I work here?"

"Any normal person would choose to leave, right?"

Hearing Pepper Potts' almost venting rant, Bulma wasn't exactly embarrassed, but rather delighted, and then she laughed out loud:
"So you got a new boss, and then Stark mysteriously disappeared for three months, his fate unknown to the outside world."

“Stark Industries stock plummeted, Obadiah took over, and you were kicked out of the top tier.”

"So, dear Chili Pepper, have you ever considered that this isn't our problem, but yours?"

"Wherever you go, bad luck follows, hahaha!"

Pepper Potts' face grew increasingly red, her gums chattering with rage, like a real little firecracker, on the verge of exploding with fury, before she finally managed to utter:
"Your fiancé isn't much better; he didn't come today either."

Bulma was speechless for a moment: "..."

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