Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 301:

Marissa didn’t expect to run into Aelfric outside the airport. He hadn’t fully recovered; a slight limp marked his walk. Clad in a mask, he appeared out of place amidst the bustling crowd.

Marissa couldn’t discern his purpose for being at the airport and felt a twinge of embarrassment encountering him again, especially after having taken ten million dollars from him just the day before. Recalling his dinner invitation, she anticipated his continued enthusiasm upon their meeting today and expected at the very least a polite greeting. Instead, upon seeing her, he seemed momentarily taken aback before averting his gaze and turning his head away. He completely disregarded her presence, his eyes reflecting only disgust and contempt.

Marissa was left speechless. His demeanor had shifted so abruptly.

Well, since he didn’t want to talk to her, she decided not to speak to him either. As he turned his head away, she followed suit, intending to part ways in silence. However, Leila, standing beside her, expressed her disdain. “How did we run into that jerk? What rotten luck!”

Marissa glanced at Leila, recognizing her lingering anger from Aelfric’s previous slap. Marissa wanted to reassure Leila that she had avenged her but refrained from doing so.

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At that moment, Rita, balancing two children and a sizable suitcase, inquired, “Boss, would you like me to handle that individual for you?”

soon as she finished

stood dumbfounded for a moment before hastening to catch up. “Rita, are you exhausted? If so, can I take one of

not exhausted,” Rita

evident in her unwavering posture and composed demeanor. Impressed, Leila acknowledged that Tiffany had indeed

by Rita’s question earlier, Leila queried, “Rita, are you good

boss’ cousin,”

asked, “Then, who’s stronger, you or

answered promptly, “Boss is stronger.” After all, her boss could cut off her power with a

you know

“My boss is my creator.

by Rita’s response. She speculated that perhaps Tiffany had funded Rita’s education at

on. “Rita,

hundred dollars,”

disbelief. “Did you say thirty thousand? That seems more reasonable than three