Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 368:

“There’s nothing to apologize for!” Hannah stopped Zayn before he could say another word. She glared at Divya and her son with a look of disdain and issued a stark warning. “Leave now, unless you want to be embarrassed further. If you stay, I’ll not only continue to scold you, but I’ll have my guards escort you out!”

Divya was seething with rage, rendered speechless.

Zayn, equally furious, retorted, “Mrs. Nash, both our families reside in Blebert. We’re bound to cross paths often. Do you really want to ruin our relationship and complicate things further?”

Hannah replied with a sneer, “Didn’t our relationship already collapse four years ago when you callously ended the engagement with Tiffany?”

This response left Divya and Zayn speechless.

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Divya desperately wished she could vanish, while Zayn paused, glancing up, hoping to spot the one he admired.

Little did they know, Marissa had been quietly observing the entire scene from the shadows upstairs. She knew Zayn had long lost any place in Tiffany’s life.

She had learned about Zayn from reading Tiffany’s diaries.

attended Class 3, while Zayn and Tiffany were classmates

Tiffany was expelled for stabbing her classmate, Zayn merely watched, his expression

following his college entrance examinations, Zayn learned about a planned marriage uniting the McCoy and Nash families. He initially reacted

not by family pressure but

get engaged to Tiffany only to end it cruelly, aiming to tarnish her

knew it was contemptible, Zayn consented,

she remained fixated on more affluent men, like

implored Zayn to maintain their engagement, not out of love, but as a desperate attempt to

helped Ayla hurt and degrade Tiffany

to the present, Marissa glanced downstairs

for the damage to Tiffany’s reputation. She was determined not to let him escape the consequences

had other matters to attend

mind, she

chilling look before he followed Marissa. He, too, had no

staircase, hoping his idol might appear. Eventually, he lowered

“Mrs. McCoy, Mr. McCoy, why haven’t you left yet? Shall I