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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in my presence. Yet here you are, acting so

reputation, she felt no fear. Instead, she felt a strange

life’s pleasures. Healthy and jovial, he embraced life. 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

maintain a playful demeanor, Marissa responded to Paul’s question, “I’m a doctor, and you’re the patient. How could a doctor possibly

sharp-tongued young woman. Who knows, you might secretly poison me!” he joked, laughter filling the room. As they conversed further, their familiarity grew, and the

his eyes, tongue, and asking for a stethoscope

her assessment. “Following a thorough examination, the findings align with my initial assessment. I can treat your illness, but it will

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

exactly is afflicting