Chapter 159: "Honey, your tie is crooked. Lethelp you straighten it." As Marissa spoke, she discreetly pinched the tender flesh on Connor's chest. They were positioned in such a way that onlookers saw only her adjusting his tie. Connor gasped, unable to maintain his facade of comfort His foot, protected by a leather shoe, managed the pain well. However, the sharp pain from his chest was overwhelming, radiating up to his teeth. He offered a weak smile and whispered, pleading for mercy, "Mrs. Daniels, I'm sorry." It was indeed difficult to make Black Snake yield. If she remained steadfast, he would have to concede, considering he was towering over her Marissa did not release her pinch immediately. Instead, she whispered back with a stern smile, "Releasefirst!" She shot him a sharp look before easing her pinch. Attempting to step back, she found her leg numb and stumbled backwards. In an instant, Connor's hands steadied her by the waist, lifting and placing her gently on the sofa before she could react. His lips inadvertently grazed her cheek as he set her down-a fleeting, tingling sensation Though it appeared accidental to everyone else, Marissa knew better. Feeling violated yet again, she longed to confront him, but the setting demanded decorum. She could do nothing but swallow her fury. She pouted and shot him a resentful glare Connor, oblivious to her ire, suggested kindly, "Mrs. Daniels, your leg is numb. You should rest.” hosts great stories “Then take a seat and relax," Arabella added cheerfully. "Connor, would you fetch the necklace I intend to give to my granddaughter-in-law and help her wear it?" "Certainly, Grandma," Connor agreed. He opened an ornate jewelry box, and as it clicked open, light seemed to dance across the room. Inside was a magnificent necklace, featuring 999 brilliant diamonds, each reflecting its own story of luxury and craftsmanship—an undeniable masterpiece The maids couldn't contain their excitement "Oh my goodness, it's breathtaking. The brilliance almost blinds me!" "This necklace is part of Mrs. Arabella Daniels' dowry, valued at one hundred and seventy million dollars!" "One hundred and seventy million dollars? Oh my goodness! Seeing such exquisite jewelry is a dream ctrue. I could die happy now." Marissa was also taken aback, but not by the jewelry's opulence. As Sara, a celebrated designer who had created for the ultra-wealthy internationally, she was no stranger to extravagant materials. Her astonishment stemmed from Arabella's decision to offer her this diamond necklace, appraised at one hundred and seventy million dollars. Accepting it was out of the question Arabella had a soft spot for Tiffany, and while Marissa could mimic Tiffany to gain saffection and support, accepting such a lavish gift would cross a line. Her marriage to Connor was bound to dissolve. How could she ever return such a gift in the future?
She demurred, "Grandma, I cannot accept such valuable jewelry. It's best if you keep it. Yet Arabella persisted
"My dowry has to be inherited by someone. When I entered the Daniels family, this necklace begane anm ve heirloom of this family, passed down to each generation's matriarch. You are Connor's wife. It is entirely appropriate for you to have it."
Marissa wanted to confess that she had no claim to the heirloom, but she couldn't disclose the full truth tom Arabella. She turned to Connor, silently pleading for his support in declining the extravagant gift. Noticing her anxious gaze, Connor paused, then did something even more surprising...