Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 222:

“Ha! Ha! Ha!” Paul suddenly erupted into laughter

Elvis and the men in black waiting outside were taken aback. Their boss had never displayed such amusement before! Paul had always been reserved; wealth and power were mere trifles to him, met with only a faint smile. Who would have guessed that today he’d find such amusement in a young girl? Soon, his laughter turned into coughs, leaving him breathless

Marissa swiftly handed him a glass of water. After taking a few sips, Paul eventually composed himself, refraining from laughter, though a smile remained on his lips

“You, young lady, have a way with words. One moment, you could make me cough up blood. The next, you have me laughing so hard I cough. Truly remarkable!”

“It’s not me; it’s your lack of composure,” Marissa teased. “At your age, one would expect you to be indifferent to both praise and criticism. Yet, a harsh word makes you furious, while a flattering one has you laughing foolishly. You still have much to learn in your journey of self-cultivation.”

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say I’m fearsome, that everyone trembles in my presence. Yet here you

fear. Instead, she felt a strange connection, speaking

But Paul seemed fragile, tormented by illness. For some inexplicable reason, she felt a profound sympathy for him upon their first meeting and had a strong desire to utilize her abilities to alleviate his suffering. Of course, these sentiments remained her secret, something

How could a doctor possibly fear a patient? It’s usually the patient

sharp-tongued young woman. Who knows, you might secretly poison

his eyes, tongue, and asking for a stethoscope to listen to his internal

can treat your illness, but it will require time since you’ve been ill for quite a long time. Recovery,

with hope at this news. Lengthy treatment was preferable to counting down the days to his

is afflicting me?”