Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 35

Chapter 35:

Marissa turned and saw a young man, about twenty years old, giving her a cold stare. She recognized him from the file she had read—Landen Nash. The birthday party had been bustling earlier, which was why she hadn’t noticed him before

“Tiffany, don’t you find your behavior a bit hypocritical?” Landen’s tone was sharp, though he was undeniably handsome

Without missing a beat, Marissa retorted, “I think you’re even better at it.” Landen’s mouth dropped open in surprise. He clearly didn’t expect her to respond so quickly

After a brief pause, he scoffed, “It seems that during your time away, you didn’t enhance your medical knowledge but perfected your acting skills. You haven’t improved in any practical skills, but you’ve certainly become better at making empty boasts and arguments!”

Marissa ignored his remark and started her motorcycle, ready to leave

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extended a bank card towards her. “If you’re going to pretend to be wealthy, at least have the means to back it up. You’re so broke, yet you dared to claim your gift was a MindEase Elixir. Why didn’t you just say it was an eternal life pill? Stop bragging like that! Here, take this and buy some decent clothes. Don’t bring shame on our family, especially not in front of the Daniels family. The pin is six

looked at her with disdain, turned, and walked away. Watching his tall, retreating figure, Marissa felt a strange sense of familiarity. She didn’t look away until he was out of sight. With a slight smile, she

she made a call. “Tell

Nash might face difficulties with her family, so you decided to come and see for yourself. But our investigations confirm that Miss Nash was unharmed.” Domenic then detailed the events that had transpired at the Nash

questioned Domenic, “Marissa claimed the birthday gift she gave to Balthasar was a MindEase Elixir? And it was the

Domenic replied. Connor frowned thoughtfully, saying

scoffed, “That little village girl was surely making it up.” Unaware that Connor was observing her from his car, Marissa ended her phone call just as the traffic

sight of her when tracking by car that morning. He had since switched to a motorcycle as well. As Marissa took off, Marc hurriedly accelerated to keep up. Marissa was flaunting her driving skills, putting him under great

Connor. “Mr. Daniels, I’ve just been informed that Miss Nash is planning to dine

her,” he ordered. The atmosphere in the car suddenly grew heavy, and Terry didn’t