Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 30

Chapter 30:

Stacy had already chosen to align herself with Sansa. After all, how could Tiffany, who was seen as worthless and universally disliked, possibly defeat Sansa? Anyone with a bit of sense would choose Sansa’s side

However, before she could speak up, Marissa interjected, “Who says I haven’t brought honor to the family? I’ve made significant strides in my medical practice. Just the other day, Mrs. Arabella Daniels was in a critical situation, and the doctors had given up on her. Yet, I managed to save her. My medical skills are improving rapidly.”

Ayla scoffed immediately. “We’re discussing how you ruined Grandpa’s soup, not your supposed medical achievements! Even if you became as skilled as the renowned healer Riss, you’d still be punished for ruining Grandpa’s soup!” Marissa simply smiled and chose to remain silent

Stacy hesitated, holding back her intended remarks. She had heard about Tiffany’s miraculous save of Arabella. Though some said it was just luck, who was to say Tiffany couldn’t pull off another miracle today, potentially against her?

If she crossed Sansa, the worst she faced was losing her job and the Nash family’s hefty salary. But angering Tiffany today, particularly with the surveillance footage gone, might be life-threatening. If Tiffany decided to retaliate, Stacy might die without any proof of being poisoned

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taking the Longevity Soup to Mr.

and arrogant, taking advantage of her marriage into the Daniels family to behave recklessly. Following a

snapped, and she slapped Stacy hard. “You liar, how dare you

to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, “Miss Nash, I swear I’m telling the truth. That’s exactly

tyrannical, had to back down. Coercing a confession would only reinforce the notion that they were trying to frame Tiffany. Nearby, Nia

her composure immediately. She grabbed Stacy by the hair and slapped her hard, yelling, “You little bitch, how dare you slander me? I’ll beat

Help!” Stacy’s cries of

the unfolding violence with a mix of shock and embarrassment. Sansa, witnessing her housekeeper and maid creating such a spectacle, felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment and mentally scolded Nia, “Fool!” Even though she

who had ruined his Longevity Soup. Balthasar banged his fist on the table and shouted,

“Mr. Nash, please, let me explain—” But no one was going