Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 50:

Both Daryl and Rachel were alarmed by Leila’s direct confrontation with Connor. They quickly intervened, pulling their daughter away from the situation. Rachel covered Leila’s mouth to silence her, while Daryl hastily apologized to Connor

“Mr. Daniels, I’m sorry for my daughter’s rudeness. She’s spoiled and was out of line,” Daryl said

Connor merely frowned slightly and responded calmly, “It’s okay.” Internally, Connor shared Leila’s disdain for Tiffany’s previous actions. His aversion towards her was so intense that when he was forced into marrying Tiffany by Arabella, he wished he could strangle her. So he understood the Sanchez family’s reactions. Had he been in their place, he might have been less forgiving than Daryl and Rachel. He only intervened because Marissa was not Tiffany. He couldn’t stand by and watch Marissa suffer any injustice

Daryl exhaled a sigh of relief upon hearing Connor’s assurance. Despite Connor’s harsh reputation, he was known for his straightforwardness and integrity. Daryl interpreted his response as an indication that he would overlook Leila’s outburst. However, the ordeal wasn’t quite finished. Leila, still heated, shook off Rachel’s hand and continued defiantly, “Did I say anything wrong? Mr. Daniels, today you’ve defended this wicked woman and wronged our family. You don’t deserve to lead the top family in the city!”

up!” Daryl exclaimed, his anxiety peaking, ready to discipline Leila. But as his hand was

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were complicated. She had never been loved by her parents since she was born, and as her uncle, he had always wanted to provide her with care. Yet, she had remained distant from the Sanchez family and

were about to get married. Without Doctor Riss’s intervention, she might have been gone. Even if you hold resentment, surely you don’t wish to contribute to her demise? She may

around. Marissa, visibly moved, was about to speak when Leila interjected angrily, “Dad, why are you even speaking to

Daryl’s son, interjected, “Enough arguing. Come see Aunt

the crowd watched, she attempted to extend her hand towards Marissa, her meaning clear: she wished