Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 331:

“Mr. Nash, please hold up!” Remy’s call echoed through the air.

Halting abruptly, Balthasar turned to face Remy, his expression riddled with anxiety. Marissa frowned slightly, finding Remy’s voice grating and disturbing her senses.

She studied Remy intently. He appeared to be in his forties, sporting a round face devoid of plumpness, while his eyes possessed a piercing, dark intensity. He wasn’t tall and was very thin. It was difficult to reconcile such an unassuming, diminutive figure with the top dog in the underworld of this city. What exceptional abilities did he possess to command this realm?

As Marissa pondered this, Balthasar leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Tiffany, we can’t afford to offend Mr. Sugden. Don’t underestimate him. Though he’s just the leading figure in the underworld, he’s backed by the Peridot Consortium.”

Marissa suddenly grasped the situation. She was well-acquainted with the Peridot Consortium’s formidable reputation. It made sense why Remy had enjoyed unchecked dominance in Blebert for so long, shielded by the Peridot Consortium’s influence.

Coincidentally, she had been eager to meet the leader of the Peridot Consortium. Several years prior, a shadowy group had infiltrated the Doomsday Base, pilfering vital intel. After her exhaustive investigations alongside King, all trails pointed to the Peridot Consortium.

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Peridot Consortium, and this encounter with Remy provided a pretext to capture their

chilling. “Mr. Nash, considering your age, I should grant you this favor, but my favor is not

said, “Please, Mr. Sugden, tell

family, largely thanks to Mrs. Sansa Nash’s

family desires to uphold the friendship with the Undercity, it is imperative that you reinstate Mrs. Sansa Nash as the

to rejoin the Nash family. Remy was not easily swayed, showcasing Sansa’s resourcefulness. However, given her lack of familial support, the question lingered: how had she managed to gain Remy’s favor? The answer

a result, the crowd’s perception of Sansa became layered. While some sought to align with her to curry favor with Remy, others silently

her forties, Sansa exuded a timeless allure. Yet, the notion of her willingly sleeping with Remy was

could be drawn to Sansa, then surely he wouldn’t overlook a striking young woman like Ayla. It was possible that both the mother

from sight. Despite Sansa and Ayla no longer being affiliated with the Nash