Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Marissa seethed with anger at being mistaken for someone else. Her carefully laid plans had been completely ruined by Connor, and even if she regained her freedom in the future, she would be a divorced woman. This blind and rude bastard! She was consumed by the desire to tear Connor apart

Yet, at this moment, she was powerless to defend herself. His overbearing and aggressive presence forced her into submission once again. As the sun set, casting its last golden light, their car pulled into the opulent grounds of Daniels Manor. No sooner had Connor pulled her from the car than a distressed butler hurried over with urgent news

“Mr. Daniels, you must come quickly. Your grandma has collapsed again, and they’re trying to revive her. This is the third time she’s fainted. The doctors say her heart is failing, and her condition is… very critical…”

Connor’s expression twisted into one of anger. Marissa instinctively recoiled, sensing the murderous intent emanating from him. Before she could react, he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the car door. His grip was that of a madman, his hand tightening around her neck to the point where she nearly passed out

“You better hope my grandmother gets through this! If she doesn’t, I’ll make sure you’re buried alongside her!” With one last menacing squeeze, Connor let her go and stormed off towards the mansion. Gasping for air, Marissa clutched her bruised throat and coughed painfully

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unstable and aggressive demeanor, if his grandmother passed away, she was certain she’d be buried alive alongside her! To ensure her survival

elderly lady with silver hair, was lying motionless on the bed. Medical personnel were desperately attempting to save her, but the monitors tracking her vitals indicated her blood pressure and heart rate were critically low.

flat tone. The medical team paused briefly before resuming their intense efforts to resuscitate Arabella. However,

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was his grandmother who had raised him. She was the closest

older than him. His words were sharply cutting. “Grandma died stressed out because of your runaway fiancée. Her death is your fault. You can’t even handle a woman. How

grandmother had entrusted Connor with the shares and family leadership instead of him, her eldest grandchild.

today, Connor had no desire to argue. He was too overwhelmed by grief and wanted his grandmother to rest in peace. But Glenn Daniels, Connor’s third elder brother, who used a wheelchair, couldn’t