Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 895:

Marissa heard things about you and Daniels,” Tiffany said. At these words, Marissa snapped back to reality and quickly withdrew her hand from Conner’s grasp.

“Tiffany, let me explain.”

“You don’t have to feel sorry for me or bear any guilt, Marissa,” Tiffany said.

“I shamelessly pursued Mr. Daniels to break free from Sansa and her daughter’s control. I even manipulated Arabella to put pressure on Mr. Daniels and ended up signing a contract that served us both. There were never any feelings between us. Plus, the moment I fled from my wedding, that contract was nullified. We have nothing left. You never took anything from me, and I hold no grudges. Your marriage to Mr. Daniels might seem like fate, especially after my escape. Now that you share two children, it’s clear your union was meant to be. Cherish what you have.”

Marissa pressed her lips together, taken aback by Tiffany’s candor. The tense feeling began to dissipate.

Suddenly, a loud explosion sounded nearby. The cruise ship rocked, and the three of them almost fell out of balance.

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Connor instinctively pulled Marissa into his arms and shouted, “Bombs are going off! Those explosives could tear this ship apart. We need to get out fast!” Above them, Q’s maniacal laughter echoed.

“Ha-ha-ha! Let the explosions grow even stronger! No one is leaving. I want all of you to stay and join my daughter in the afterlife!”

Marissa couldn’t afford to focus on Q now. Once she regained her footing, she attacked the iron door again, desperate to free Tiffany.noveldrama

After being slammed against the wall several times by the cruise ship’s tumult, Tiffany managed to steady herself. She looked at Marissa and said, “Stop wasting your efforts. You need to hurry and leave with Mr. Daniels! Don’t wait any longer.”

“How about you?” Marissa asked anxiously.

“I’ve told you, I have things to do.” Tiffany abruptly turned away from Marissa and looked ahead.

“Goodbye, Marissa! Please take care of Mom and Dad. I’ll come home when I’ve done what I need to do!”

Without waiting for Marissa’s response, Tiffany kept running. Marissa, who was left behind, called after her, “Tiffany!”

But there was no reply. Soon, Tiffany was out of sight at the corridor’s end.

Marissa gripped the iron bars of the door and let out a deep sigh of disappointment. After all her efforts to find Tiffany, she had disappeared again.

“Tiffany, why?!” she whispered to herself in sorrow.

“What are you planning to do? Why won’t you come home with me?”

“Tiffany is an adult. She can make her own choices. There’s no point in worrying about it. She must have her reasons for leaving,” Connor said, taking Marissa’s hand.

“Hurry. Let’s get out of here before it’s too late.”

With a heavy heart, Marissa nodded and hurried down the corridor with Connor.

As they dashed forward, explosions continued to detonate, causing the cruise ship to rock violently. Panic had seized everyone on board, who scurried about in chaos and collided with each other in their desperate attempts to escape.

Marissa and Connor passed numerous bodyguards but spared them no glance. Everyone was just focused on saving themselves.

Q’s crazed laughter boomed from the surveillance cameras, “Let everything be destroyed! I’ll bring everyone to the grave with me!”

What had once been a luxurious cruise ship had become a hell on Earth, with terror-filled screams reverberating like the cries of the damned.

After a frantic sprint, Marissa and Connor finally made it to the deck.

No sooner had they stepped out than a colossal explosion burst behind them, sending flames soaring into the sky and plumes of thick smoke rising as the ship began to break apart.

Connor clasped her hand tightly, and together, without hesitation, they leaped off the deck into the water below.

As they plunged into the depths, a deafening explosion sounded above, causing the ship to fracture further into pieces. Debris swirled around them as it descended to the ocean floor.

Submerged and unable to speak, they relied on instinct and swam away from the sinking wreckage.

Five minutes later, they surfaced and gasped for the cool night air.

The sea stretched out as a pitch-black void around them, the darkness broken only by the distant explosions from the ship. Flames lit up the night, highlighting the fragmented remnants of what had once been a grand cruise ship.

In the eerie quiet that followed, Marissa released a silent sigh, her thoughts turning to Tiffany. She wondered if Tiffany had managed to escape and where she might be now.

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