Chapter 711:
Marissa’s mouth twitched. “You mean… he also isn’t happy with the look I just saw?”
“No!” Terry replied in a hushed tone. “He went through dozens of stylists this morning, and Mr. Daniels disliked all of their work. If we had more time, he’d still be in that studio trying on different looks.”
Marissa recalled the expression on Connor’s face earlier. His eyes indeed seemed filled with embarrassment and anger. He truly didn’t appear satisfied with his appearance.
Was he acting like this because of her comments about those handsome young male stars this morning?
Oh no, she never intended for him to do this.
She had just teased him, wanting to get back at him for his frequent flirtations. Little did she know he’d take it this far.
The thought that Connor might lose his rugged charm forever filled Marissa with guilt.
guys. She preferred
packed with great
settled into the back, and shut
driver’s seat,
the air in the car turned thick with awkwardness, especially for Connor. He
Marissa with great difficulty and said, “Hey, Miss
with a
the engine,
tension was so palpable that Domenic, Marc, and
Marissa rubbed her nose, then turned to Connor and broke the ice. “Hey, Daniels. I must say, you’re
Connor’s own decision to revamp his style. He had selected this new hairstyle and attire specifically
outburst, yet he choked back his words. With a swift turn of his
blend of annoyance and embarrassment only heightened Marissa’s amusement. She teased, “Mr. Daniels, you’re so handsome. You could stride right into the entertainment industry and become a superstar
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