Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 1054:

Every ounce of Zayn’s focus was on Marissa. He hadn’t even registered the arrival or departure of Everett and Aelfric. All he knew was the fiery impulse swelling within him, one he could no longer suppress. Just after Aelfric departed, Zayn moved with purpose toward Marissa.

Divya, his ever-watchful mother, noticed his sudden movement and grabbed his arm in alarm. “Zayn, what are you doing?”

Though others might not see the depth of Zayn’s obsession with Marissa, Divya knew all too well. It consumed her son, and she lived in constant fear that his impulsiveness would lead to disaster.

But Zayn shrugged off her concern with a glance of impatience. “Mom,” he said firmly, his eyes blazing with determination, “I’m going to propose to Tiffany.”

“Are you out of your mind?” Divya blurted, her voice laced with alarm. “Do you even understand the gravity of this occasion? Look at the stark difference between the McCoy family and the Nash family now. Proposing today would be like making a fool of yourself!”

Zayn faltered, his mother’s words cutting through his earlier resolve.

Back when the Nash family played second fiddle to the McCoys, Zayn had felt a smug sense of confidence in chasing Tiffany. But now? Tiffany was the daughter of the owner of the Sunrise. With suitors lined up from all corners of the influential world, what chance did a mere McCoy like him stand?

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Divya pressed on, her tone urgent. “Are you blind to the way Connor is practically glued to her every move? The man looks like he’s trying to rewrite the art of devotion. He’s clearly here to light the flame of their old romance. And if you’re crazy enough to propose, imagine what happens if Connor loses his temper. He’d crush the McCoy family!”noveldrama

Almost involuntarily, Zayn’s gaze darted toward Connor. The man’s focus on Marissa was undeniable, his attention a symphony of devotion, every gesture and glance like a silent serenade.

As the patriarch of Blebert’s most distinguished family, Connor was known for his reserved and aloof nature. A smile rarely played upon his lips, and the idea of him courting a woman was even less conceivable.

Yet today, everyone saw it.

The typically reserved Connor gently peeled the wrapper from a candy and, with a soft smile, presented it to Marissa, signaling her to taste it.

Accustomed to his frosty facade, the onlookers found the scene almost otherworldly and stared in utter disbelief.

“Oh my! Mr. Daniels actually has a tender streak. I’ve truly seen everything now.”

“It appears even the iciest of hearts can melt, but only for those deemed worthy. To witness such a transformation is like witnessing the first warm breeze of spring—it’s absolutely revitalizing.”

“You’re all missing the crux of the matter. Wasn’t there talk of Mr. Daniels dismissing Tiffany? However, this display tells a different story. It seems Tiffany is the one throwing a fit, reluctant to go home, while Mr. Daniels is attempting to mend things.”

“That’s precisely the impression I’m getting.”

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