Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 221:

“You naughty girl!” Paul exclaimed, a bit frustrated. “You’re such a lovely young lady, so talented—why do you have to be so rude?”

The room erupted in laughter when everyone heard this. It was clear that Paul was quite taken with the bold young woman before him. His reprimand carried a warmth that contradicted his words

After a brief pause, Paul spoke again, his voice tinged with playful suspicion. “You’re too clever by half. How do I know you won’t harm me during treatment? Perhaps you’ll use it as a chance to escape, or worse, to end my life?”

Marissa tightened her lips, her response sharp yet composed. “And what would I gain from killing you?”

Paul nodded in agreement. “True enough. If you manage to heal me, I’ll handle the situation with Amiri myself. No matter where you go, I’ll ensure you’re protected and showered with benefits!”

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Marissa’s response came with a defiant tilt of her chin. “I don’t need your protection. You’re the one who needs my skills to stay alive. Remember, a good doctor deserves the reverence of a deity. Treat me with the respect I deserve!”

filled the air once again as

authoritative and calm voice cut through from behind the screen.

Following this, Elvis stepped out from behind the screen and approached to unlock the electronic handcuffs binding Marissa and Connor. He bowed deeply, offering his apologies.

himself for a violent confrontation. Marissa addressed Paul, saying, “Old man, can

extracted all

lifted her and gently set her down on the sofa, closely inspecting

Marissa responded. Upon hearing her reply, Connor took her feet in

quite the stoic, but who would have thought he’d be so

comfortable flats, announcing, “Mrs. Daniels, I noticed you wear a size 6.5. I fetched these from the cloakroom. Are they to your liking?” Marissa looked at the shoes, accepted them without hesitation, and slipped them on.

Paul called out from behind the screen, “Young lady, come over here.” Marissa approached, moving behind the screen where she saw Paul reclining on the sofa. She paused, slightly surprised when Paul, equally taken

A strange sense of familiarity washed over her as she looked at Paul, despite it being their

yet in reality, he was a middle-aged man, frail and debilitated by sickness. Though only in

covet me just because