Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 12

Chapter 12:

The voice on the phone was not only cold but also sounded completely deranged. Marissa listened intently and finally recognized it as Derek’s voice, though he sounded like a completely different person

“Ha, Marissa Nash, you probably never imagined I’d have my moments one day, did you? I’m going to destroy you!”

Marissa frowned. Some people lose their sanity due to pain, some due to fear, and others due to overwhelming happiness. Derek fell into the last category. Rising from a deeply insecure poor boy to a rich heir had sent him into a frenzy of excitement. She could understand this change, but what baffled her was his sudden intense animosity towards her. Just a day ago, he seemed worried about losing her

“Why?”

“Why? Because you’re a whore!”

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got the money you gave me. You earned it by sleeping with men in nightclubs! God knows how many

all a facade. He had accepted her money while silently condemning her. It seemed the villagers had been right about him. He was a wolf in disguise, only playing the part of a meek lamb because he was poor.

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tone was arrogant and malicious. “Marissa, you’re not worthy of me! If you try to hold on

Marissa looked up at the sky with a cold expression. The promise was now broken. It was Derek who no longer needed her to keep her

Derek, you should go online and announce that all the rumors about your fiancée are false. From here on, you live your life as a wealthy heir, and I’ll just continue running my small flower shop. We’ll keep out

expected her to beg him in tears, but she refused to give him that satisfaction. This left him feeling both infuriated

my anger properly! You bitch, sleeping with others but refusing to let me touch you, claiming we should wait until after the wedding. Did you think I was an idiot? Just

Derek’s insane tirade, Marissa clenched her fists slightly.

in luxury cars and am always surrounded by bodyguards now. A village girl like you couldn’t

chose not to respond with words. She just let out a soft, mocking “Heh!” Then, she ended the call. Derek would soon discover

walked back quickly. Approaching the gate, she saw several cars leaving. Her family’s gate was vandalized with two large holes, the walls were covered with offensive graffiti, and her parents and Denise were on the ground, crying,