Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 26
Chapter 26:
Marissa turned to see a woman approaching, accompanied by several servants and a young girl. The woman was Sansa. The
young girl beside her was Ayla, who was highly praised by the servants. Ayla was dressed in luxurious clothes and adorned with
precious jewelry. As the cherished daughter of the family head, she carried herself with an air of arrogance and delicacy
“Tiffany, you’ve caused such trouble before, making Mr. Connor Daniels take his anger out on the Nash family. Why didn’t you
apologize to your grandpa as soon as you got back today? What are you doing here?” Sansa asked, exuding the authority of the
head of the household’s wife
“Sansa, I was just about to explain things to Grandpa when I walked in and found two servants in a fight. I tried to intervene and
break it up,” Marissa replied
“Fight?” Ayla scoffed
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“Nia is the housekeeper for my mother. The others should show her respect. Who would dare to confront her? It must be you

who has hurt them! Today is Grandpa’s seventieth birthday. You ruined his soup and even attacked the housekeeper and a
servant. Are you trying to upset Grandpa?” Ayla accused
Marissa responded calmly, “Ayla, please don’t accuse me unfairly. We have a witness right here.”
Everyone turned their attention to the maid standing next to Marissa. Ayla asked, “What’s going on, Stacy?”
Stacy Crawford glanced from Marissa to Sansa, too frightened to speak. In the past, regardless of the truth, Stacy would have
sided with Ayla. Ayla didn’t like Tiffany, and everyone helped Ayla mistreat Tiffany. This was an unspoken rule among the
servants. But today, Stacy was afraid of Tiffany as well. Tiffany had always been a coward. As a descendant of a medical family,
she wasn’t skilled in either medical or medicinal practices. However, no matter how poor her skills were, she might have learned
something about poison. Zoe Davidson, the servant still struggling on the floor, was proof enough
Stacy wasn’t sure what terrible effects the poison Marissa forced her to ingest might have, so she didn’t dare take the situation
lightly. Seeing Stacy remain silent, Ayla kicked her angrily. “You’re useless. You can’t even speak!” Then she turned to Zoe, who
was lying on the floor, struggling in pain. “Did Tiffany beat you?”

“HMM... HMM...” Zoe made some gestures, but no one could understand her. Ayla walked up to Zoe and inspected her throat.
“It’s strange. Her throat isn’t red or swollen. There’s nothing wrong with it. Why can’t she speak?”
Sansa suddenly said, “Well, it doesn’t matter whether someone witnessed it or not. Anyway, there are cameras in our house. We

can check the videos later and see who did what and who lied. Bring them along to the birthday party for Balthasar to decide.”
With that, Sansa headed off to the birthday party. The servants then helped the injured Nia and Zoe, following Sansa to the
celebration. Only Marissa and Ayla remained behind. Ayla looked Marissa up and down with disdain
“You did everything to marry into the Daniels family. So what? Mr. Connor Daniels doesn’t care for you. You’re still just a joke to
all of us! I saw that old motorcycle you came on. Is it because Mr. Connor Daniels wasn’t willing to provide a decent car for you?
And those worn-out clothes you wear. Hasn’t Mr. Connor Daniels bought you any nice outfits? TSK, TSK, Mrs. Arabella Daniels
is already ninety years old. How much longer can she last? Once she’s gone, I bet Mr. Connor Daniels will kick you out, and
you’ll be the talk of the town again, won’t you?”
Marissa looked at Ayla’s scornful expression and realized that Ayla must have covertly instructed Nia and the two maids to target
Tiffany. Tiffany had always been the family’s laughing stock. But her sudden marriage to Connor had angered many, especially
Ayla and Sansa. They had wanted to disfigure Tiffany just now!
“Ayla, I’ll make sure Grandma lives a long life. You won’t see me kicked out anytime soon.”
“Humph!” Ayla cast a scornful glance at Marissa. “With your poor medical skills, you think you can make the sick old lady live
longer? You should worry about explaining to Grandpa why you ruined his precious soup. It’s supposed to help him live longer.
Tiffany, don’t think you’re better than me just because you have Mrs. Arabella Daniels’ support now. Every dog has its day. Did
you expect today’s events? Haa!” Ayla laughed smugly before turning and heading toward the birthday party
Marissa smiled and thought about Ayla’s words. Every dog has its day. Well, she would make sure Ayla went to hell one day
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