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    Connor certainly wouldn’t confess that he found the nanny too observant and was concerned she might reveal anything she noticed about him to Marissa, jeopardizing his attempts to win her over.


    At present, every servant in the Daniels Manor was aligned with him, keeping silent about his tactics and even assisting him. However, Rita was Marissa’s trusted confidante.


    His vige girl was already perceptive and challenging to fool! If she had a confidante to help her stay vignt against him, he would lose the strategic advantages.


    Without disclosing his real concerns but resolved not to wee the nanny home, Connor devised a cunning scheme. He looked at Rita, then leaned in to whisper to Marissa, “Haven’t you noticed? This nanny keeps giving me seductive looks.


    It’s clear she’s trying to tempt me! Aren’t you worried she might try to steal your husband?”


    He believed this usation would convince Marissa to reconsider bringing Rita to the Daniels Manor. After all, no rational woman would want a perceived threat to her marriage lingering nearby.


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    Surprisingly, Marissa’s lips quirked twice at his statement. She then regarded him with scorn and mockingly said, “Connor, you must be the world’s number one overconfident man!”


    She folded her arms and chuckled, then teased him further, “Don’t fret! Even if a female orangutan flirted with you, Rita would not.”


    She then dropped her arms and gave him a frustrated look. “You’re so full of yourself.”


    Connor felt a pang of guilt. Her rebuke made his cheeks burn, leaving him deeply embarrassed. He couldn’t fathom why she ced such unwavering trust in Rita and had such confidence in her loyalty.


    If she were any other woman, he might think her naive for trusting people so readily. But she was ck Snake; it seemed unlikely for her to make such a fundamental error. So, why did she trust Rita so deeply?


    Before he could puzzle it out, Marissa gave him a final warning, saying, “Connor, stop wasting my time and ying games. I have no patience for your excuses! I don’t care about your reasons for disliking Rita. She’sing with me to the Daniels Manor to care for Lawrence and Lindsay. If not, they won’t stay there, and neither will I.”


    Connor lifted an eyebrow in defeat. Seeing her resolve, how could he continue to object? “Alright, it’s your decision,” he said quietly.


    Marissa rolled her eyes at him. “See, wasn’t that simple? You had to make such a fuss. I sometimes wonder what’s going on in your head—do you have three extra pounds of fat up there?”


    With that, she waved to Rita and called out, “Come on, Rita.”


    She then hurried off to catch up with Arabe and the two kids, ignoring Connorpletely. Connor helplessly raised his eyebrows. If he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have made such a fuss. Who would have thought she’d be so adamant about a nanny?


    Just then, Rita approached him. Feeling wronged, he decided to take out his irritation on her. “Stop,” he said sharply.


    Rita stopped in her tracks and looked at him. “What can I do for you, boss husband?”


    Connor frowned. He hadn’t expected the nanny to be so forthright. Most would tremble or show anxiety under his stern gaze, but Rita seemed unaffected. Did she feel untouchable because she had Marissa’s support?


    As these thoughts swirled in his head, his grievances against Rita grew. Staring at her with a severe look, he cautioned in a low tone, “When you arrive at the Daniels Manor, behave yourself. Don’t pry into matters that don’t concern you, and keep quiet about things you shouldn’t discuss! Or else.”


    Before he could finish his threat, Rita cut in with a tense voice, “Or else, you’ll reduce me to a heap of parts and erase my existence from this world! Is that what you mean, boss husband?”


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