?Chapter 814:


    In the past, Connor had been determined to keep Marissa’s true identity hidden from Arabe, so he carefully concealed the marriage certificate. But now, Connor needed to retrieve it, which required him to spend some time searching.


    As Connor headed to the study to find the document, Marissa gently approached Arabe and took her arm. “Grandma, let me help you to the living room so you can rest.”


    Arabe, not objecting, allowed Marissa to guide her downstairs.


    Once they reached the living room, Marissa helped Arabe settle onto the sofa before seating herself on the opposite one. Normally, Arabe would invite Marissa to sit beside her, engaging in close conversation.


    But today, she simply observed her in silence, her gaze unwavering. Marissa, sensing the shift, remained quiet, allowing Arabe to scrutinize her without interruption.


    After a few moments, Arabe finally spoke, her tone thoughtful. “Marissa, I’ve noticed you’re not the same as Tiffany some time ago. You two look identical, so I never imagined you were someone else. I thought Tiffany had just changed.”


    With a gentle smile, Marissa responded, “I’m so sorry, Grandma. I’ve let you love the wrong person for so long.”


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    Arabe shook her head. “No, that’s not right. I did like Tiffany; she was gentle and soft. Butter, I grew to love you too, with your yful and charming ways. I care for both of you very much.”


    She paused, studying Marissa closely before continuing, “Marissa, be honest with me. Do you truly like me, or are you just spending time with me on behalf of Tiffany?”


    “Of course, I’m here because I like you, not because of anyone else,” Marissa assured her.


    “Really?” Arabe’s eyes brightened, filled with hope as she awaited Marissa’s response.


    “Absolutely,” Marissa replied with a warm smile. “You are so adorable. Everyone loves you.”


    At this, Arabe suddenly burst intoughter, her worries seemingly dispelled. “Hahaha…”


    Nearby, Domenic, Marc, and Terry all let out relieved sighs. They had been bracing themselves for Arabe to lose her temper, fearing it would disrupt the family’s peace. But instead, she had been concerned about something entirely different.


    With her good mood restored, Arabe patted the seat beside her and said, “Since you like me,e sit next to me. I’m not used to having you so far away.”


    With a smile, Marissa stood up and moved to sit beside Arabe. Just moments ago, Arabe’s demeanor had been distant, leading Marissa to fear that, upon discovering she wasn’t Tiffany, Arabe would no longer care for her.


    Now, she realized Arabe’s coldness stemmed from a concern that herpanionship hadn’t been genuine but rather an act.


    With the air cleared and no misunderstandings lingering between them, Marissa felt relieved. She could now be herself around Arabe without any pretense.


    As soon as she sat down, Arabe eagerly took her hand. “Marissa, tell me about your past. Why didn’t Tiffany ever mention she had a twin sister?”


    Marissa shared the story of her and Tiffany, though she deliberately left out any mention of the shady organization


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