Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 795:

After Connor posed his question, Burnet chuckled with an air of knowing amusement. He had already found out that Connor’s current wife was not Tiffany, as many presumed, and also deduced that Connor hadn’t won his wife’s heart yet.

Jamison, oblivious to the intricacies of Connor’s situation, looked at him quizzically. “Connor, isn’t your question a bit unnecessary? The line of women after you could stretch from one end of the city to the other. You don’t need to chase anyone. They come to you. Besides, aren’t you already married? And isn’t Tiffany famously smitten with you? It seems you wouldn’t need to lift a finger to win her over.”

Connor, unable to divulge the true nature of his marital situation, managed only an awkward cough in response. “I was just curious about how men typically pursue women,” he said, attempting to deflect.noveldrama

Jamison laughed, believing him. “Why not ask Burnet? While I have my ways, I’ve never won the heart of someone as notable as the heiress to Minty Fragrances and Perfumes. Clearly, Burnet’s prowess in courtship surpasses mine.”

Proudly, Burnet smiled and raised his glass to Connor, basking in the acknowledgment of his romantic success.

However, Connor, already wrestling with envy and frustration, found Burnet’s smugness increasingly grating. With a dismissive snort, he retorted, “What Burnet did wasn’t romance. It was deception. Perhaps one day Miss Swain will realize this and leave him. I’m interested in genuine mutual love and commitment.”

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Burnet’s smile stiffened, his face freezing as Connor’s words struck a nerve. This critique was unexpectedly harsh and unsettling, and though he felt stung, he found no words to counter Connor’s biting remark. Previously as proud as a peacock, he now awkwardly scratched his nose and seemed to shrink back, his earlier bravado fading.

Connor watched this transformation with a smirk, feeling a pang of gratification as he downed his drink, savoring Burnet’s discomfort.

Jamison chuckled at the scene, his laughter echoing in the room. After a moment, he leaned in toward Connor, a conspiratorial glint in his eye. “You know, there are really only two effective ways to pursue a woman. It all comes down to whether you’re willing to give them a shot.”

“Go on,” Connor said, adopting a more receptive demeanor, genuinely curious.

Jamison, now playing the part of a wise sage in matters of the heart, advised, “First, you have to be shameless.”

Connor’s eyebrows arched in surprise. He was puzzled by the suggestion.

Jamison continued with a knowing smile, “Being shamelessly persistent is key. Women can’t resist someone who shows unwavering commitment. They eventually give in.”

Connor pondered this, reflecting on his own relentless pursuit of Marissa. He had indeed been quite shameless in his efforts, even stripping himself bare in front of her. Who could say that wasn’t shameless enough? Yet, despite his shameless approach, Marissa remained unswayed.

Jamison’s suggestion didn’t apply to his situation. Marissa was different, not easily moved by mere shameless persistence.

Pulling his thoughts back to the conversation, Connor cleared his throat, a bit embarrassed. “And the second method?” he asked.

Jamison held a mischievous smile briefly before delivering his punchline. “The second method is simply to keep being shameless.”

Burnet, caught off guard by the jest, couldn’t contain himself and burst into laughter, accidentally spewing wine across the table. Connor, however, was not amused. His lips twisted into a grimace of exasperation as he shot Jamison a glare filled with annoyance. Without a word, he stood up to leave, making it clear he was done with the conversation.

Jamison, sensing the tension, scratched his nose awkwardly and called after Connor’s retreating figure, “Connor, you’re leaving already?”

Connor didn’t bother to turn around. He simply waved his hand dismissively as he continued walking away, signaling his disinterest in any further discussion.

“Ahem.” Jamison coughed, a mix of embarrassment and frustration in his tone. He then raised his voice, insisting, “I’m telling the truth!”

The only response from Connor was the emphatic bang of the door as he exited.

Startled by the loud noise, Jamison winced, then turned to Burnet, curiosity piqued. “Connor’s reaction clearly shows he’s got someone specific in mind. Do you know who he’s trying to win over?”

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