Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 37

Chapter 37:

Marissa had to muster all her willpower to avoid throwing the coffee in her hand right into Derek’s face. She was the type to confront enemies head-on. With someone like Derek, she preferred settling disputes through action rather than wasting breath on fruitless discussions. Her approach was straightforward: if one beating didn’t get the message across, a second or third would follow until he finally gave in. She was certain he couldn’t withstand such repeated beatings. However, this time, Marissa couldn’t resort to her usual tactics. She needed to prevent him from exposing her true identity. Marissa opted for a more cunning strategy

She gave Derek a flattering, enticing smile and suggested, “Derek, why don’t we eat first?”

Marissa’s beauty was stunning. Normally, her expression was as cold and beautiful as snow, but her smile could outshine the blossoming flowers on a mountain. Her charm momentarily distracted Derek, who agreed absent-mindedly, saying, “Okay!”

Smiling, Marissa signaled to the restaurant manager, who quickly came over with a few staff members and said cheerfully, “Mr. Daniels, Miss Nash has arranged a very special and romantic meal for two. Are you ready to experience it now?”

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right away,” Derek responded, evidently

leaving Derek bewildered. The table was set with various delicacies and wine, which seemed typical enough. What took Derek completely by surprise was that their table and chairs were secured with iron chains, and

Derek could grasp what was happening, the floor-to-ceiling window beside him slid open. In an instant, the table and chairs began to glide out of the restaurant, suspended mid-air. The sound of the sea breeze whistling through, along with the creaking of the iron chains, filled the air. The table and chairs oscillated dangerously in the wind, hanging

turning pale as fear took hold. “Let me back in! I don’t want

table and chairs kept moving forward, growing increasingly distant from the restaurant. From below, they seemed like tiny specks against the immense backdrop of the sky. Derek had a severe fear of heights. Even looking out from a second-story window made his heart pound and his knees weaken. Now, suspended hundreds of meters in the air without any stable ground beneath him, his fear was more intense than ever, overwhelming even his fear of death. He clung to the iron chains, yelling, “Marissa, have you lost your mind setting up a meal like

responded calmly,

looked down at his waist, realizing there were indeed no safety belts. “Oh

loud but stopped himself, worried that any sudden

said, “Look down. The sea below is full of giant-toothed sharks. Imagine if we fell; they’d have quite the feast on

it! Stop it!” Derek was on the verge of a