Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 112:

Connor remained calm and composed, casually asking the Clifford family, “Is there anything else?”

Rowe, Yana, and Wesson looked at each other, their lips pursed. They seemed to have more to say but couldn’t find the words. After a short pause, Yana said, “Mr. Daniels, these should be enough for you to show your grandmother Tiffany’s true colors and secure your divorce from her.”

Connor then turned to Domenic, asking, “Did you record all that?”

“I’ve recorded everything,” Domenic replied

“Then let’s go ahead and report them for slander,” Connor said

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The Cliffords stood there, stunned and shaken. The bystanders were equally taken aback. They had all seen Domenic recording the entire conversation, thinking he was gathering evidence to show Arabella. Little did they know, it was actually a trap set for the Clifford family

disdain towards Tiffany, so why this sudden defense? During the recent medical conference, Connor had kicked

Domenic prepared to call the police, Rowe suddenly knelt before Connor, pleading, “Mr. Daniels, can

joined Rowe on the floor. She noticed Wesson hesitating and gently nudged him to kneel with them. Wesson grimaced as his sore ribs made kneeling painful, yet

of detachment and casually

that!” Rowe stuttered, his forehead slick with

worry, Mr. Clifford. Everyone must abide by the law. If my wife hurt your son, she’ll face

he flirted with your wife publicly. He got what he deserved!” Rowe’s voice shook as

you’re dropping the issue of my wife defending herself against

herself. We see no need to continue this,” Rowe said, shaking his head

a hint of a smirk, Connor responded casually, “Well, considering your age, since you’ve asked for mercy,

thanks to Connor before they apologized to Marissa. With their heads lowered in embarrassment, they fled

Connor moved closer to Marissa, leaning in slightly to catch her eye. “My grandmother always told me to stand by my wife. Are you happy with how I handled

Was he trying to charm her on purpose? A flush of embarrassment swept through Marissa, intensified by the many onlookers. She could

um…” Marissa awkwardly stepped