Chapter 68: As Connor emerged from the room, Domenic, Marc, and Terry quickly turned their attention to him. They were visibly stunned by his appearance Connor looked unwell, with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face. It was clear he hadn't slept well. Had he and Riss been up all night? It was hard to believe Connor had always been a reserved man, showing little interest in romantic pursuits. Despite the attention from numerous women, a single stern glance from him was usually enough to deter even the most persistent admirers. Nobody had managed to get close to him. They had all assumed Connor would never actively seek a woman's company. Yet, here he was, apparently having spent a wild night. It seemed Riss had made quite an impression! This thought left the three men in disbelief. Who would have imagined that a female doctor could be so bold? Connor didn't know that his three subordinates were having these thoughts. As soon as he walked out the door, he headed toward the elevator with a cold expression. Domenic, Marc, and Terry exchanged glances and followed him one after another Once inside the elevator, Domenic asked, “Mr. Daniels, are you still planning to attend the medical conference today?" Connor had intended to meet Dr. Riss at the conference. But after their extensive interaction the previous night, they might have covered all necessary topics, leading Connor to reconsider his attendance. However, the question seemed to annoy Connor. "Wasn't this the plan all along? Do I need to confirm it again? Is this what I expect from an assistant who earns a million-dollar salary annually?" Ga In ovelsfuels your imagination Domenic was so intimidated by his boss's sharp response that he shivered and dared not even breathe deeply. Marc and Terry remained quiet as well. The three men were confused. Normally, Connor would be in high spirits after a pleasurable night, so why did he appear so irate? After leaving the Palace Hotel, Marissa caught a taxi back to her flower shop to change. On the way, she received a call from Arabella "Sweetie, are you free to joinat a medical conference today? I've heard that Riss will be there. I'd like to meet this remarkable doctor and possibly purchase srare medicine." It dawned on Marissa that the medical conference was indeed scheduled for today. She had previously agreed to attend. Truthfully, she wasn't keen on these conferences, but she felt obliged to go since the organizer was a friend of her medical mentor who had extended the invitation through him. The organizer, a wealthy patron, had invested a significant amount of money into the conference. With "the renowned Dr. Riss in attendance," the event was being promoted as a high-profile international summit. Esteemed medical experts from around the world were attending, and an auction of rare medicinal substances was set to attract various magnates. Even Arabella, at ninety years old, was eager to attend Marissa replied, "Okay, Grandma. I'm a bit tied up at the moment and might be a little late. You can go there first, and I'll get in touch once I arrive." Arabella was thrilled to hear that. “Okay, I'll see you there." After ending the call, Marissa received a text from Landen. It read, "Tiffany, you encouragedto send my resto Riss. It's been half a month with no reply. There must be no chance for me."
Marissa had forgotten about this until now. She logged into her email and responded to Landen, Nasenden, MP M Landen Landen Nash, I'm eager to meet you at the medical conference." She then sent him an electronic invitation to the event
Just as she was about to log out of her email, her phone rang, once more. It was Connor calling