Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 908:

Marissa’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, yet it carried a remarkable clarity that instantly captured the attention of everyone present. She had been preoccupied with various matters recently and hadn’t visited the Nash family for some time. Her unexpected arrival now took all the family members by surprise.

Despite Gerry’s earlier dismissive remarks, most family members regarded her with a mixture of awe and respect after the day she was revealed to be the legendary painter, Only. The sight of Remy kneeling before her respectfully was an image too powerful for anyone to forget.

After all, she had single-handedly recovered the one billion dollars Sansa had handed over to Remy. Thanks to her, the Nash family no longer had to pay Remy a yearly fee while still enjoying his protection.

Even though her medical skills might not be exceptional and she might not be the right person to lead the Nash family, her contributions had made her a hero in their eyes and earned her well-deserved respect.

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So, upon seeing Marissa, the Nash family members all greeted her warmly. Overjoyed, Balthasar quickly beckoned her closer.

“Come and sit by Grandpa!”

Marissa walked over, took a seat next to Balthasar, and greeted him affectionately, “Grandpa.”

“Good girl!” Balthasar exclaimed, his eyes brimming with tears.

“My dear granddaughter, what have you been up to lately? Why haven’t you come to see me? You can’t imagine what happened here recently. Your Uncle Sergio…”

His voice faltered as he glanced over at Sergio, who lay on the sofa, his breathing shallow and eyes closed. Balthasar choked up. The thought of losing another son overwhelmed him.

Marissa patted Balthasar’s hand comfortingly.

At that moment, Hannah, also teary-eyed, spoke up.

“Tiffany, you returned at the perfect timing, or you might’ve missed seeing your Uncle Sergio before he passes away.”

With bloodshot eyes, Landen looked deeply at Marissa and found himself unable to speak.

After comforting Balthasar, Marissa turned to Hannah and assured her, “Don’t worry, Hannah. Uncle Sergio will be fine.”

She then directed her gaze toward Gerry and asked, “Uncle Gerry, you said that you wouldn’t accept me as the family head—what exactly is your objection?”

Gerry shifted uncomfortably, as he had been caught speaking ill of Marissa behind her back.

After a tense silence, he sneered and sarcastically replied, “Tiffany, I’ll just speak plainly: I don’t think you’re qualified to lead the family.”

Marissa raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? And why do you think so, Uncle Gerry?”

“You must’ve overheard me earlier. Your achievements lie in the arts, but you’ve shown nothing remarkable in the medical field, which is crucial for leading the Nash family. Besides…” He shot Marissa a malicious look and continued, “If you were still Mrs. Daniels, we might consider you for the position, given the resources and connections you could’ve brought the family. But now that you’ve divorced Connor…”

He let his words hang in the air and glanced around the family members to stir a sense of crisis.

Sure enough, before he could even finish, the other Nash family members turned to Marissa with expressions of shock.

“What? Tiffany, did you divorce Connor? Why haven’t we heard about this? Did you annoy Connor and get kicked out?” one of the family members blurted out.

“Oh no. If you’ve offended Connor, would he retaliate against our whole family? We’ve just gotten back on our feet. We can’t afford to go back to square one.” Everyone in the room was filled with worry.

Balthasar looked at Marissa with concern.

“Tiffany, is that true?”

Before Marissa could respond, Gerry interjected, “This news came from Derek, Connor’s nephew. It should be true. Tiffany, you thought you could fool us, didn’t you?”

Marissa met his gaze and calmly responded, “It’s true. I did divorce Connor. But it will have no impact on our family. It’s a personal matter between us. There’s no need for…”

Hannah’s eyes lingered on Marissa. She opened her mouth to speak but held back as she remembered Marissa telling her that she had feelings for Connor. How could things have fallen apart so quickly?

Marissa understood Hannah’s concern but knew that now was not the right time to discuss it. Right now, what she needed to handle was Gerry’s challenge. She gave Hannah a reassuring look and then faced Gerry head-on.

“Uncle Gerry, are you saying I can’t lead the family because I’m not Mrs. Daniels anymore?”

Gerry snorted dismissively.

“Exactly. You being Mrs. Daniels was the only good thing about you. Without that, what qualifications do you even have to be here?”

Marissa gave a meaningful smile.

“It seems you don’t know me at all, Uncle. I never cared about being Mrs. Daniels. I’ve got plenty of my own merits to contribute to this family.”

Upon hearing this, Gerry raised an eyebrow and scoffed.

“Oh, really? Like what?”

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