Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

“Ow, that hurts…” Marissa Nash winced as she felt something sharp pierce her body, and dizziness from the agony set in. Noticing blood seeping between her legs, she gasped in shock, exclaiming, “Oh no!”

She had forgotten about the bunch of Dreamweed on the seat and had accidentally sat on it. The plant’s long, sharp thorns had dug deep into her flesh. Dreamweed was known for its strong anesthetic properties, meaning she would likely be numb for the next six hours. Realizing this, she decided to close the shop and rest. Gritting her teeth against the pain, she removed the thorns and prepared to put up the “Closed for Today” sign. But before she could stand, a tall, well-dressed man in a sharp suit entered the flower shop through the glass door. His imposing presence quickly dominated the space. His face was handsome and stern, his eyes a mix of disdain, hatred, and something fiercely destructive

Marissa frowned slightly; she did not recognize him and had no idea of his intentions. But it was clear he wasn’t here for a friendly visit. She had many enemies. Though she often used aliases and disguises on her missions, there was always the risk of being unmasked. There was also the possibility of a traitor within the organization she belonged to. It wasn’t uncommon for enemies to seek her out for revenge or to abduct her

Feeling her strength fading away, she dared not act hastily. All she could do was try to remain calm on the surface. “Are you here to buy flowers, sir?”

“Heh!” The man scoffed. Without a word, he scooped her up and carried her outside. Marissa instinctively tried to punch him, but her feeble punches felt more like gentle taps against his solid body

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narrow, run-down Vintage Street, over a dozen luxurious black Rolls Royces were lined up impressively. More than a hundred stern-faced bodyguards in black surrounded her modest flower shop, making it seem like a fortress. Passersby had already scurried into nearby stores, driven by fear. It was as if

settling next to her. Once the door was shut, the car’s interior was engulfed by his intense, chilling presence, making it hard

tightly around her throat. It was evident that any resistance might lead him to end

her

knew it, her name was listed next to his on the marriage certificate. Thrown back into

Blebert, only one Connor Daniels fit the profile of possessing such immense wealth and influence—the current head of the top family, also known as the wealthiest man in Blebert! The situation was both horrifying and bewildering. She had never encountered such an extremely prestigious and fearsome person. While she might have unwittingly offended him, an assassination attempt or revenge on her would make

“Um, Mr. Daniels…”

before she could begin to ask questions. Then, he grabbed her left hand and slid a priceless diamond ring onto her finger. “Make my grandma happy as you

had never even met his grandmother, so how was she supposed

there’s clearly been a