Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 315:

Upon seeing Marc’s distressed and frantic expression, Domenic and Terry instantly realized that Marissa had likely done something more shocking downstairs.

Breathlessly, Marc delivered his news. “Mr. Daniels, Miss Nash has demolished the gate and is hurling everything in the building outside!”

Both Domenic and Terry then directed their gazes toward Connor, expecting him to take action.

The damage to the gate was repairable, but the items inside the building were irreplaceable. Connor’s residence housed countless treasures. The vases on the tables were ancient artifacts worth millions, perhaps even billions.

The paintings on the walls were not merely decorative but historic masterpieces with unfathomable value. There were items even more expensive than those vases and paintings. Every object in his building was far beyond ordinary. Losing even a single one could mean a significant financial blow.

was hard to imagine Connor standing by as his wife squandered such riches. Yet, his reactions were often enigmatic. Even in the face of Marc’s alarming update, he retained a

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under assault, how could Mr. Daniels remain amused? They thought to themselves that if he was indifferent to the destruction, he might

several more crashing sounds erupted from below, clearly the result of Marissa throwing items out of the living room and the items getting

of anxiety, Connor merely stated

to check? Wasn’t it obvious? Marissa

Terry kept their thoughts to themselves. Eventually, they all shrugged in resignation. Why should they be worried about a billionaire’s problems? They were even unwilling to speak.

mere thought of instant noodles was enough to make them feel sick, yet they had no choice

dire circumstances juxtaposed with Connor’s indifference to his wife’s destructive spree painted a

glances, and Marc reluctantly said, “Yes, sir.” Then he headed downstairs

and composed himself. Meanwhile, Terry, somewhat naively, inquired, “Mr. Daniels, about the items Marissa threw into the yard. Do you still want them?” He was considering scavenging through the discarded items for anything