Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 204:

Marissa was taken aback to find that Arabella hadn’t gone to her room to rest. Surprised at first, she soon felt a wave of guilt wash over her. Typically, Arabella succumbed to sleepiness after events, and she was particularly exhausted after today’s engagement party. Nevertheless, she stayed up, worried that Marissa might be unhappy. Marissa quickly reached for Arabella’s hand and said, “Grandma, I won. I gave that jerk a hard lesson.”

“Really?” Arabella’s eyes lit up with admiration. “You’re amazing. That loser stands no chance against you.”

Connor, the so-called loser, was left dumbfounded. Could he leave?

But as he considered that option, Arabella suddenly jabbed him with her crutch. “Where were you when Tiffany was being harassed in the game? Why didn’t you intervene?”

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responded, feeling defeated, “Grandma, I was caught

with evident displeasure. “Tiffany was nearly driven to her breaking point by that jerk. I was about to call you to step in!” Arabella then scoffed with disdain. “Luckily, Tiffany won. Otherwise, I would’ve gone over there and taught that

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back, “What’s wrong with calling him a jerk? Anyone who

asked, “Why does it bother you when I call him a jerk? Were you the one competing with

clenched his jaw and said

“You bastard! Couldn’t you just let your wife win when playing games? What if Tiffany felt hurt by

sucking in a breath. He hurried to calm Arabella. “Grandma,

stood in shock. It was at that moment that they all realized Bee was actually Marissa. Suddenly,

learn that she was his own wife. The potential for ridicule from his rivals was immense if they ever found out. Domenic, Marc, and Terry simultaneously recognized that Connor’s usual confidence wavered whenever Marissa was around; his whole attitude

to depend on Marissa than Connor in the future. While Domenic and Marc chose to keep quiet about this insight, Terry couldn’t help but share his opinion. He leaned over to Domenic and Marc, whispering, “Time to change our motto. Trusting Mr. Daniels for our fortunes was a