Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 439:

Since Franco was impervious to Marissa’s persuasions, she had no choice but to caution Rita against leading him on. The thought of Franco getting hurt because of Rita weighed heavily on her conscience.

Marissa had always ensured Rita looked impeccable, primarily for her own pleasure since Rita served as her personal maid. However, Marissa hadn’t anticipated that Rita’s striking beauty and flawless physique would capture Franco’s attention.

Marissa instructed firmly, “Rita, if Franco tells you he likes you, don’t just thank him. Make it clear you don’t feel the same. And if he asks how you feel about him, tell him he means nothing special to you. Got it?”

Rita responded promptly, “Understood, boss!”

With that settled, Marissa stored her phone in her purse and proceeded to the main building by herself. She was there to meet Allyson Brit, Connor’s aunt. Despite the facade of her marriage to Connor, she needed to maintain decorum to uphold Tiffany’s esteemed reputation.

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the living room, Arabella occupied the central spot on a sofa, with Lawrence and Lindsay nestled close to her, showing their best behavior. On another sofa, Connor

a soft spot for him, treating him as if he were

playing nearby. With each look, her brow furrowed deeper, and she let out a worried sigh. Marissa, observing from the doorway, noted Allyson’s troubled expression

to meet you,

a brief look, her expression soured even further. It was clear she harbored no

thoughts, starting to speak several times but holding back, mindful of the children’s

escorted the

turned stern. “Sit down, Tiffany. We need to talk,”

a single chair, but Connor gently grasped her hand, guiding her to sit next to him instead. This only deepened Allyson’s frown. She clearly disapproved of

laced with disapproval. “I’ve seen what they’re saying online. You’ve been pretending to be married to make

towards the single chair, urging, “Tiffany, take the seat over

suspecting Connor’s hesitation stemmed from a fear of upsetting Arabella, addressed her directly. “Arabella, you’re like