The atmosphere in the meeting room remained tense, the temperature dropping to an icy chill. The more Marissa thought about the kiss, the angrier she became. She wanted to accuse Connor of taking advantage of her, but without any proof, she worried she might come off as arrogant
After a tense silence, she angrily grabbed a pack of tissues and began furiously wiping her lips. She kept wiping, tissues piling up on the floor. Her lips started to swell from the pressure. Domenic, Marc, and Terry watched in astonishment. They felt that Marissa had put their boss in an awkward position. Even if the kiss bothered her, she could have excused herself to her room to clean up. It was embarrassing for Connor to see her like this
Connor’s face grew stern as he watched Marissa’s obvious distress over the kiss. Did she not understand how many women would fight for the opportunity to kiss him? Finally, Marissa put the tissues aside. Everyone thought the awkward moment was over, but to their surprise, Marissa suddenly turned and headed for the bathroom. Then came the sound of running water. It was clear that Marissa was washing her face, attempting to rid herself of the uncomfortable feeling
Connor’s anger intensified, veins bulging on his forehead. Domenic, Marc, and Terry were too intimidated to utter a word. They had never seen such a direct challenge to their boss’s dignity
Finally, the water ceased. Marissa stepped out, her expression cold. Her lips were swollen, and so was her cheek, where Connor had kissed her. But the humiliation didn’t end there. In front of everyone, Marissa opened a small first aid kit on the table, took out a bottle of rubbing alcohol, and sprayed it onto her face and lips. Domenic, Marc, and Terry were stunned once more. They realized that no one would ever humiliate their boss quite like this village girl. With each spray, they felt as if they were watching Connor’s dignity shatter. The three exchanged worried glances, anticipating Connor’s reaction. They feared he might react harshly
The atmosphere in the small meeting room was tense and uneasy. Domenic, Marc, and Terry were even breathing lightly, cautious not to make a sound. Marissa, ignoring the glares from Connor, returned to her room with the alcohol bottle. Once in her room, she received a message from her assistant, Ferris
“Riss, be careful. Connor is furious and has hired a Dark Gold Hunter to find you. You’re on the wanted list globally. He’s determined to find you! Why did you have to reject him so harshly?”
With a scoff, Marissa responded, “Send him another message for me.”
Back in the meeting room, after Marissa had left, Connor’s face darkened further, the air thick with tension. Suddenly, Domenic’s phone rang at this inconvenient moment. Upon reading the message, Domenic broke into a cold sweat. Dr. Riss had sent another message. Its contents were startling, and Domenic hesitated, unsure whether to inform Connor
Noticing Domenic’s hesitation, Connor said coldly, “What is it?” Domenic trembled with fear. “Mr. Daniels, Dr. Riss has sent another message, saying…” Connor’s expression darkened as he had a bad feeling. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What did Dr. Riss say?” Domenic took a deep breath and finally stopped hesitating. “Dr. Riss said it’s more urgent to treat your brain than your brother’s legs!”
“Bang!” Connor forcefully kicked the coffee table in front of him. Domenic, Marc, and Terry all flinched in shock. They pondered the audacity of Dr. Riss, who seemed to repeatedly provoke Connor. Did they have a death wish?
The night eventually ended. The following morning, Marissa got up early to prepare for the day. Today, she was heading to the Nash family’s residence to celebrate Balthasar Nash’s birthday. Descending the stairs, she found Connor already seated at the dining table
After the previous evening’s events, there was an awkward tension between them. Connor appeared more embarrassed, while Marissa felt more anger than embarrassment. Connor’s embarrassment stemmed not only from their kiss but also from having restrained his anger after being insulted by her, which made him feel timid
Once Marissa entered the dining room, the atmosphere turned tenser. Domenic, Marc, and Terry stood behind Connor, all sharing the discomfort. Only Cade seemed at ease, taking good care of Marissa by pulling out a chair for her and explaining what was for breakfast. After thanking Cade politely, Marissa began to eat. She had no plans to engage with Connor, maintaining the same haughtiness she had shown on her first visit
The two ate in silence, making the dining room feel almost suffocating at times. Eventually, Connor broke the silence, asking, “Are you visiting the Nash family today?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll have Terry accompany you for protection.”
“That’s not necessary. Just provide a car.”
“You are now my wife, not just a small flower shop owner. You should have a bodyguard when you go out. It’s not safe otherwise.”
Marissa eyed Terry skeptically and declined again. “No. He would only slow me down if there was trouble.”
Terry was left speechless by her insult. Couldn’t this village girl say something nice for once? Didn’t she understand what being the captain of the richest man’s bodyguards entailed? Would he earn a million-dollar salary annually if he didn’t have the ability? As he pondered whether to demonstrate his true strength so Marissa wouldn’t underestimate him, Marissa had already stood up and left. Terry felt as if he were choking, struggling to breathe. Marc patted Terry’s hand, signaling him not to be angry with the naive village girl
Connor glanced at them and said, “Marc, pick out a car for her. Also, have some people follow her discreetly for protection.”
“Yes, sir.” Marc took the order
But Terry was not happy. “Mr. Daniels, this village girl is so ungrateful. Why are you still so considerate towards her?”
Connor shot him a cold look and said, “Do I need you to tell me how to handle things?” Terry shivered with fear and replied, “No, sir. I wouldn’t dare.”
Following Connor’s orders, Marc arranged for Marissa to have a ten-million-dollar Rolls-Royce. However, Marissa thought the car was too conspicuous. She ran to the garage and took an old motorcycle instead. Her exceptional driving skills allowed her to evade the bodyguards following her. By the time the bodyguards reached the gate of the Nash family’s house, Marissa had already gone inside
Seeing the black motorcycle in the yard, the bodyguards were speechless. Marc, their leader, was especially surprised. How could a village girl like Marissa have such impressive driving skills?
Marissa had no idea the bodyguards were grumbling about her. As soon as she entered the house, she was met with hostile glares. The Nash family mistook her for Tiffany, who had run away from her wedding. “Why did she come back? Didn’t she flee the wedding?”
“The latest news says she didn’t flee but went to learn medical skills. She returned a few days ago.”
“What an idiot! She left to study without even informing Mrs. Arabella Daniels, causing her to fall ill from worry. Mr. Connor Daniels took his anger out on the Nash family.”
“According to Miss Ayla Nash, Mr. Connor Daniels despises Tiffany. He’s only keeping her as his wife for his grandmother’s sake. Once his grandmother is gone, he’ll divorce her and might take revenge on the Nash family.”
“She’s such a jinx! She never brought honor to the Nash family and only brought misfortune!”
“Ayla has been exceptional since childhood. She graduated from Biebert University’s Medical School and is now a candidate to be Dr. Riss’s apprentice. Ayla is a thousand times better than that jinx!”
Listening to the servants’ gossip, Marissa realized that Tiffany had no standing in the family, and even the servants felt free to mistreat her. Suddenly, someone shattered a huge glass in front of her. Just as she looked up, she was pushed from behind and fell to the floor amidst the broken glass
If Marissa had fallen directly onto the broken glass, she could have been badly injured, perhaps even disfigured. How vicious these people were, she sneered internally. Unfortunately for them, they made a mistake today. She was not Tiffany, who could be easily mistreated
Being unprepared, Marissa had been pushed so hard that she inevitably fell forward. But just before she hit the floor, she swiftly reached out her right hand, inserting her index finger into the gap between two glass shards to support her body. As she pushed off the floor with her index finger, her entire body bounced back up, and she landed steadily, unharmed
After she successfully saved herself, she turned around to see the one who had pushed her. It was a plump, middle-aged woman accompanied by two young servants. They all stared at Marissa in astonishment, seemingly questioning, “How can a single index finger of Tiffany be so strong? She was so frail before.” They were stunned and disappointed that they hadn’t succeeded in disfiguring Marissa
Recalling the information she had read recently, Marissa identified the fat woman as Nia Patel, Sansa’s loyal servant. Nia had become a servant of the Nash family when Sansa married into the family and held a high status as the head of all servants. From the recent incident, Marissa deduced that Nia had likely been instructed to harm Tiffany and had probably mistreated her in the past
Today, as Tiffany, Marissa felt compelled to set things right. With a faint smile, she asked, “Why did you push me?”
“Did I push you?” Nia responded defiantly, despite being a servant in the Nash household. “Tiffany, today is Mr. Balthasar Nash’s seventieth birthday. Everyone is busy. It’s fine that you don’t help, but why do you act recklessly? You almost spilled Mr. Balthasar Nash’s soup! You know how important this soup is to Mr. Balthasar Nash. It’s called Longevity Soup. If you had spilled it, could you handle his anger?”
Marissa glanced at the soup pot held by one of the servants and smiled knowingly. Nia and the two servants raised their heads arrogantly. Being Sansa’s favored people, they felt free to mistreat Tiffany as they pleased
After a few seconds of silence, Marissa suddenly grabbed the soup pot from the servant and poured it over Nia’s face
“Ah!” The hot soup instantly turned Nia’s face red. She screamed in pain, fell to the floor, and quickly passed out. The two servants stepped back in horror, pointing at Marissa and stuttering, “You, you…”
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