Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

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Marissa flashed a sly smile and typed, “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Kim raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “Oh? Now you’ve got me on the edge of my seat. I can’t wait to see what tricks you’ve got up your sleeve.”noveldrama

Just then, Marissa’s sleek car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the towering Daniels Group headquarters. With a knowing smirk, she slipped her phone into her pocket and stepped out, exuding confidence with every stride as she made her way into the building.

Meanwhile, Kim was practically buzzing with anticipation, eager to discover whatever surprise Marissa had in store. Little did he know, she was just as eager for their meeting—perhaps even more.

The Daniels Group held its partnership with Dr. Finley in the highest regard. Everyone in the company knew just how much Connor admired Dr. Finley, and the staff regarded the elusive doctor with a mix of reverence and curiosity.

Franco, in particular, practically worshiped Dr. Finley, seeing her as a figure of unmatched brilliance. He never missed a chance to sing her praises, eagerly sharing anecdotes and theories about her work with anyone willing to listen.

News of Dr. Finley’s impending visit sent a buzz of excitement rippling through the company. The anticipation was electric—everyone was eager to lay eyes on the legendary figure they had heard so much about.

In an unprecedented show of respect, Connor personally led a team to the front entrance to welcome their distinguished guest. Franco, being Dr. Finley’s self-proclaimed number-one fan, wasn’t about to miss this moment. He practically begged to join the welcoming committee, and Connor, seeing no harm in it, let him tag along.

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When the car door swung open, Marissa stepped out with an air of quiet confidence, walking toward them with an unhurried grace.

Connor’s expression remained unreadable, as if her arrival neither surprised nor fazed him. But the others? They were thrown for a loop. In their minds, someone as extraordinary as Dr. Finley should have arrived in grand style—perhaps stepping off a private jet, or at the very least, escorted by a convoy of sleek black cars. And when she emerged, wouldn’t it be with an entourage of security detail flanking her on both sides?

It should have been like a scene straight out of a high-budget drama—awe-inspiring and unforgettable.

Instead, Marissa arrived alone, clad in an unassuming white lab coat, no different from any other researcher. The only hint of flair was the oversized amber sunglasses perched on her nose.

At first, no one even considered the possibility that she was Dr. Finley. So when she walked straight toward Connor, the security team instinctively moved to block her path. “Miss, our CEO is expecting a VIP guest. Please step aside,” one of the guards instructed firmly.

Franco, determined not to let anything or anyone ruin his chance to meet his idol, chimed in, his tone exasperated, “Look, you don’t have a Daniels Group badge, so you clearly don’t belong here. Move along and don’t get in the way of my moment!”

Marissa studied Franco for a beat, then gave him an amused smile. “You’re waiting for Dr. Finley, aren’t you? Well, you’re looking at her.”

Franco froze, his mind struggling to catch up. Was this really Dr. Finley? The security guards, however, burst into laughter. “Nice try,” one of them said. “Dr. Finley is a major figure—she must have a security detail. There is no way she would just waltz in alone. And dressed like that? Not a chance. Now, do yourself a favor and stop wasting everyone’s time.”

Just then, Joziah stepped forward, his voice steady yet respectful. “Dr. Finley, nice to see you.”

A stunned silence fell over the security guards. Wait—she was Dr. Finley?

Franco’s jaw nearly hit the floor. Could this woman—the one he had just dismissed—really be his idol?

Marissa gave Joziah a nod before shifting her gaze to Connor. “Mr. Daniels, I apologize for the wait.”

Connor, ever composed, responded with a polite nod, “Dr. Finley, please, come inside.”

Marissa smiled, falling in step beside him as they walked into the Daniels Group building. As they passed Franco, she shot him a brief, knowing glance.

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Message from Noah: Have a beautiful day dear ones. God loves you and Noah wishes you all the best. (─‿‿O)

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