Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 306:

The Couple’s Peculiar Behavior

Rita was tasked with taking care of Lawrence and Lindsay by Marissa. Once Marissa departed, Rita quietly stood watch over the two children in their room.

In Connor’s building at Daniels Manor, after completing his day’s work, Connor returned home ahead of schedule and settled into the study to address his tasks.

The study’s door stood wide open. Even as he concentrated on his work, he periodically glanced toward the doorway, pondering whether Marissa might be sleepwalking that night.

At the moment, he was engaged in a video conference. While he was attentively listening to the senior managers’ reports, a figure swiftly passed the door. Instinctively, he glanced up, catching sight of Marissa’s disappearing silhouette.

“That’s all for today.”

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his seat, and exited the study, leaving the managers stunned. As he stepped out, he chanced upon Marissa entering

he approached the bedroom door. Then, a sudden loud noise erupted, echoing the previous night’s events. Marissa had tossed something down once more. Swiftly, he swung the door open and peered inside,

Snake and her resilience to injury

he peered downward. True to expectations, she landed on the ground unscathed. Next to her lay shattered window pieces, indicating she had just hurled

balcony’s right side. Connor felt an urge to chuckle. If Marissa persisted in her sleepwalking antics, the villa would soon resemble

and saw her wielding a brick, viciously attacking his car. His car, a limited edition Rolls Royce valued at 180 million dollars, incurred millions in damages from

the brick, clapped her hands, and strolled back toward the villa. Observing her behavior, he deduced the pattern of her actions. She seemed to follow a peculiar routine

floor, then descend to wreak havoc below. Finally, she’d return to the villa, where she sought him out and slept beside him. He couldn’t

the first-floor living room, he observed her thorough search. She approached the task with utmost seriousness, even stooping to inspect the crevices between sofa cushions. Watching her earnest

the grass for him,

her from behind, he whispered, “I’m

herself into his embrace, nuzzling against his chest like a kitten. Softly, she murmured,

“Alright. Let’s head upstairs.”

Marc, and Trey