NovelEnglishChapter 316: Meeting Connor's piercing, sarcastic stare, Terry abruptly snapped out of his reverie and vigorously shook his head. “No, no, no, I have no intention of transitioning into a junk collector!" "Then why the sudden interest in the items in the yard?" Connor inquired, a wry smile playing on his lips.
"I was considering your welfare, Mr. Daniels!" Terry smoothly explained. "Miss Nash's rampage tonight likely incurred significant costs for you. I thought I might assist in recouping sof your losses." Connor emitted a derisive chuckle. "Is that a concern befitting the head of my security?" Terry shook his head adamantly. "No, it's not." "Then why are you thinking about it?" Find the latest updates g☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐ "I..." Terry found himself at a loss for words, his head drooping in embarrassment.
Meanwhile, Domenic breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that he had refrained from voicing the sidea. Had he spoken up, he would likely be the one getting scolded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that moment, a slender, graceful figure glided past the doorway. Then, Marc dashed into the study to report, "Mr. Daniels, Miss Nash has returned to the bedroom!" "I noticed," Connor replied calmly, showing no inclination to rise from his seat.
Domenic, Marc, and Terry exchanged puzzled glances. Why was Mr. Daniels acting so cryptically tonight? Based on previous occurrences, when Marissa retired to the bedroom, Mr. Daniels would follow to check on her. Why wasn't he moving today? Upon witnessing their perplexed expressions, Connor, in a jovial mood, elucidated, "There's one more step." Before his explanation could fully register, a loud crash emanated from the bedroom. Domenic, Marc, and Terry flinched in unison, the realization dawning upon them regarding Connor's cryptic remark about "one more step." Upon entering the bedroom, Marissa would invariably hurl an object out of the window and leap from the second floor, instigating chaos in the yard before returning indoors to sleep beside Mr. Daniels.
The earlier bout of destruction and chaos was Marissa venting her frustration at being obstructed outside. Now, the official “sleep request” procedure commenced.
With this realization, Domenic, Marc, and Terry simultaneously twitched their lips, acknowledging the peculiarities often associated with individuals possessing exceptional talents.
Following the commotion from the bedroom, Connor finally rose from his seat and exited the study, making his way towards the bedroom.
Out of sheer curiosity, Domenic, Marc, and Terry followed behind.
In the bedroom, they surveyed the scene and observed that Marissa had torn down the bathroom door and discarded it.
"Ha! Tonight seems to be a spree of door destruction for Marissa," Domenic remarked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter sharing a moment of amusement, they ventured onto the balcony and peered down, just in tto witness Marissa clutching a brick as she approached Connor's Rolls-Royce.
Witnessing this scene, Domenic, Marc, and Terry felt a twinge of apprehension. They pondered what could possibly provoke Marissa to target this globally unique Rolls-Royce, valued at 180 million, by smashing a sizable hole in it yesterday and now apparently intending further damage tonight.
Their thoughts were interrupted as Marissa reached the car, brandishing the brick to dismantle the car emblem. Evidently, her rage had yet to subside.
After shattering the emblem, she discarded the brick and commenced dismantling one of the front wheels of the Rolls Royce. Her proficiency surpassed that of a mechanic with a decade of experience, deftly manipulating various tools with remarkable skill.
By the tshe completed her work, the once-majestic 180-million-dollar Rolls-Royce appeared pitiful, om resembling a vehicle ravaged by bandits. The three men simultaneously felt a pang of sympathy as they glanced at Connor, only to find their boss sporting a bright smile, unruffled by the sight.
Meanwhile, Marissa, after dismantling the front wheel, brushed her hands clean and made her way back to the building. Downstairs, Marissa, satisfied after her destruction, greeted Connor, who, his face beaming with delight, descended the stairs to meet her
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