Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 523:

When Connor opened the breakfast bag, Domenic peered over curiously. He noticed that the bag contained only a few simple, common items and raised his eyebrows slightly, a barely noticeable gesture.

That morning, Domenic had purchased an extravagant breakfast for Connor, who had claimed he had no appetite. Now, faced with a modest breakfast that cost merely three dollars, it seemed unlikely that Connor would touch it.

Connor was extremely particular about his food; it had to be not only delicious but also visually appealing. He would rather skip a meal than settle for anything less.

Yet, just as Domenic was mulling over this, he watched as Connor pulled out the milk from the bag, inserted a straw, and began to drink. Connor, nonetheless, seemed to enjoy the simple fare.

After a few sips, he grabbed the sandwich, took a hearty bite, and appeared to relish it, showing no signs of disinterest or difficulty.

Domenic’s eyes widened in disbelief. Was this the same Connor he knew? Connor, who was raised in luxury, had never before indulged in such inexpensive fare!

As Domenic was still grappling with his shock, he heard Connor complaining to Marissa, “Why didn’t you come back earlier? I had been waiting so long, I was almost starving.”

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that Connor hadn’t refused the lavish breakfast due to a lack of appetite; he had been waiting for Marissa to return

Domenic shook his head in mute disbelief. Connor’s affection for Marissa was so profound that Domenic suspected Connor would gladly eat anything she provided, even

wasn’t that Connor had overcome his fastidious eating habits; he simply set them aside in Marissa’s presence. It

resist sizing Connor up once more and then resumed

voice, even his gestures were

against the wall, munching on a bun, he had looked just like Marissa. Connor probably hadn’t noticed how much he had begun to

found himself thinking mockingly about Connor’s loss of self,

thoughts, Connor’s voice snapped him back to reality. “Do you still have something

“No, nothing at

nothing, then go

he had only taken

are urgently repairing the elevator. Mr. Hoffman

maintenance workers there’s no rush. They can

evident that Connor wanted Burnet to remain trapped in the elevator for a while

wouldn’t disturb his private time with Marissa. His preference for Marissa’s company

breakfast while