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Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 376
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Chapter 376: Marissa always admired Connor's voice, finding it soothing.

The first tshe heard him speak, she couldn't help but think it was heavenly.

However, when she heard him call her nthis time, it felt like she was being chased by a ghost.

Trying to keep her composure, she stopped in her tracks and turned to face him.

Connor emerged gracefully from the villa, wearing a faint smile as he approached her with measured steps.

With each step he took, Marissa's embarrassment intensified.

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By the the was close, she felt like disappearing.

Your hub for fresh chapters galnovalsBut Connor remained composed, his playful demeanor unchanged.

Standing before her, he locked eyes with her before saying slowly, "Chwith me." Marissa shook her head without thinking. "I can't. I have things to do." "Grandma is unwell and wishes to see you," Connor explained.

Marissa's eyes widened with concern. "Is Grandma alright?" Connor shook his head gravely. "No, she's not doing well." "Why is she sick?" "She's been worrying about you, thinking I've mistreated you," Connor explained.

"Why does she think so?" "Ahem!" Connor cleared his throat and gave her a meaningful look. "My house... it's been vandalized." Marissa turned away, her heart sinking.

She couldn't bear to hear more.

She couldn't stand to hear about the damage to his house or anything else related to it.

Watching her leave, Connor offered a silent smile and followed.

Hannah stepped out of the villa, noticing their departure. She whispered to Landen, "Did Tiffany go back to the Daniels Manor with Connor?" Landen nodded quietly. "Yeah." Hannah's smile held a hint of meaning. "Tiffany said she was chasing Connor. Seems like she's making progress. She's got Connor wrapped around her finger, getting him to pick her up himself. Before, he wouldn't have bothered with her, let alone chere," Hannah remarked.

Landen felt stuck. He couldn't tell his mother it wasn't Tiffany anymore.

If it had been Tiffany, Connor wouldn't have taken her seriously or cto the Nash family's villa for her. He was here because of his boss, Black Snake, who was extraordinarily charming.

Plus, his boss wasn't chasing Connor-it was Connor who was chasing her! As Landen thought about this, Balthasar and others from the Nash family joined them. They all watched Connor's and Marissa's backs as they left.

They had heard Connor was picking Tiffany up, so they cto see for themselves.

As Marissa settled into Connor's car and they drove away from the house, Balthasar said with a grin, "It's said on the intethat my granddaughter and Connor's marriage is a sham. They say they're about to divorce. Yet, here Connor is, trying to win Tiffany's heart." Landen raised an impressed eyebrow, admiring his grandfather's ability to read the situation between Marissa and Connor in an instant.

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However, Hannah interjected, shaking her head, "Balthasar, Connor m isn't chasing Tiffany. It's the other way around. Let's wait and see. His attitude toward Tiffany has definitely shifted. It seems he's also showing more interest in our family now." The rest of the Nash family smiled at the news.

In Blebert, every family, no matter how small, wanted a connection with the prestigious Daniels family. A link with them could boost any family's status.

"It's probably Tiffany's painting skills that caught Connor's attention," Balthasar said.

The others nodded in agreement.

But Landen raised a knowing eyebrow. Painting was just one part of his boss's talents. Her identity as a renowned painter was just a small part of who she truly was. Unfortunately, the others didn't realize her full significance.

Unaware of the discussions swirling behind her, Marissa, sitting in the car, pretended to be absorbed in the passing scenery outside, deliberately avoiding eye contact with Connor. After a moment of silence, Connor's voice broke through the quiet. "Miss Nash, can we talk?" he asked softly