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    “Hannah, I don’t want to go,” Marissa stated tly.


    “Oh,e on, everyone gets married at some point. You shouldn’t resist it!” Hannah immediately countered, trying to convince her. “Tiffany, it’s perfectly normal for a girl to marry.


    Choosing a good man to be your husband isn’t shameful! Now that your sham marriage with Connor is public knowledge, we don’t have to worry about the Daniels’ reputation anymore.


    With all these proposalsing in, you really shoulde downstairs and meet them. Sure, some might be chasing your fame as Master Only and might have hidden agendas, but there are also sincere suitors.


    Several families are quitepatible with ours, and the young men are quite attractive. I’ve met a few of themwyers, doctors, business leaders—all handsome, well-educated, and sessful. Why note down, chat with them, and see if anyone catches your eye?”


    At this, Hannah sighed deeply. “Tiffany, your journey to marriage has been tough. Previously, I wasn’t in charge and couldn’t do much with Sansa in control. I could only stand by and watch you get engaged with unreliable men and then get rejected. But now, everything is under control, and you’ve reimed your dignity. I’ll make sure you marry a good man.”


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    With a burst of enthusiasm, Hannah grabbed Marissa’s hand, eager to lead her downstairs. “Come on, let’s go take a look. If there’s someone you like, just give me a sign, and I’ll handle the rest!”


    Marissa, caught between amusement and resignation, quickly intercepted Hannah. “Hannah, I really don’t like anyone downstairs!”


    “Why?” Hannah’s brow furrowed in confusion. “You haven’t even met them. How can you be sure you won’t like any of them?” she asked.


    Marissa replied with a knowing smile, “Regardless of who those young men might be, how could any of them measure up to Connor?”


    “Well, that’s a fair point,” Hannah admitted with a nod. She pondered for a moment and then added, “When you think about looks, wealth, and capabilities, there’s no one in Blebert who matches Connor.”


    “Exactly my point,” Marissa affirmed, her voice flowing with confidence.


    “But…” Hannah hesitated, her tone unsure. “Isn’t your marriage to Connor just a sham? If it’s all for show, you’ll have to divorce eventually and then find someone else to marry.”


    Shaking her head, Marissa smiled gently. “Even though it’s a sham now, who says it has to stay that way? Nothing is permanent in this world.”


    Hannah furrowed her brows, confusion etched on her face. “Tiffany, I’m lost. What are you trying to say?”


    Marissa feigned an exnation, smiling slyly. “Even though my marriage to Connor is nothing but a charade, being so close to him gives me a strategic advantage. I’m confident that, given time, he’ll fall for me.”


    “Oh, now I get it!” Hannah’s face lit up with understanding.


    After a brief pause, Hannah chuckled and said, “So, Tiffany, you’ve really fallen for Connor and you’re set on winning his heart. If that’s true, I’m all for it. Who would pass up the chance with such a catch?”


    Marissa and Landen shared a covert grin.


    Unaware of their silent exchange, Hannah cheerfully continued, “Tiffany, have a rest here. I’ll take care of the guests downstairs.”


    “Thanks, Hannah,” Marissa replied, her smile wide with gratitude.


    “It’s absolutely no problem! Supporting the star of our family brings me joy.”


    With that, Hannah headed downstairs.


    Once the door closed, Landen’s demeanor shifted to one of urgency. “Boss, I’ve also been looking into another significant matter these past few days. Take a look at this.”


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