Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 5

Chapter 5:

“The weather is nice,” Connor said out of the blue

Domenic stood frozen, while Marc Bailey and Terry Bailey, the two captains of the bodyguard team, looked terrified. Connor was known for being unpredictable. A dark expression on his face didn’t always signify anger, whereas a smile might be the calm before the storm. Without a second thought, Domenic, Marc, and Terry all knelt with a heavy thud

At that moment, lightning flashed across the window, followed by a booming thunderclap that rattled the entire building. The rain began to fall in torrents

Suddenly, Connor turned around and said softly, “Send someone upstairs to check the situation.”

Upon hearing this, the two bodyguard captains remained motionless, and Domenic, the well-educated special assistant, seemed completely lost. Cade Garza, the seasoned old butler with a deep understanding of human nature, took charge. He promptly summoned a maid and instructed, “Quickly go upstairs and see if our esteemed guest was startled by the thunder. If she’s awake, let us know immediately. Also, prepare a lavish meal in the kitchen and be ready to serve her at any moment!” After a brief pause, Cade personally retrieved some swelling-reducing ointment and passed it to the maid. Once these orders were given, Cade looked to Connor and asked, “Mr. Daniels, do you find these arrangements sufficient?”

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Connor nodded

After the thunderstorm, Marissa woke up. Though she hadn’t slept long, she felt her energy had returned. During previous missions, she often had to make do with minimal sleep. Her body had adapted, trained to recover energy swiftly from brief rests

scent, she sniffed gently and recognized it as some ointment. As she opened her eyes, she saw several maids standing by her

maid approached with a warm smile and

Marissa corrected her politely as

previously preferred the title Mrs. Daniels. What had changed her mind today? Then the head maid said, “Mr. Connor Daniels is waiting for you

and headed downstairs. There, Connor was seated at the dining table, absorbed in a newspaper. He seemed more controlled and composed now, presenting himself as nothing more than a charming gentleman, easy

now that you’ve made a big mistake. Even though I come from a humble background, you’ve wronged me, and it’s only right that you

him and gave a slight nod.

prefer to resolve this

Connor responded. He then offered a slight

paper and a pen and set about

person she truly was. She was dressed casually in a blue checkered shirt, overalls, and Martin boots, her hair tied in a loose braid, without a trace of makeup. Her outfit was typical for someone who ran a flower shop, yet it rendered her quite striking. She looked exceptionally pure and vibrant, standing out like a beacon among the crowd. His eyes lingered on her,

to him, her demeanor composed. There were two agreements in total. Connor took them and

about compensation. The initial clause demanded five thousand dollars for physical

you physically assaulted me three times, resulting in neck injuries. I’m requesting five thousand in compensation. That seems fair, doesn’t it?” Marissa interjected

said,

one hundred thousand dollars for emotional