Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 335:

After realizing she was the legendary artist Only, Marissa muttered under her breath, “Damn, that greedy old peacock!”

She had been generously supporting his extravagant lifestyle with a lot of yearly donations, and yet, he had been secretly selling her artworks. Not only did he sell them, but he kept it from her—likely to keep all the profits for himself.

The more she thought about it, the more it bothered her. She pulled out her phone and texted Zyair, “Old man, are you blinded by money?”

Zyair responded quickly, “You cheeky girl, why do you keep calling me an old man? Show a little respect! What have I done now?”

Marissa sent a smirking emoji and then asked, “Do you know the legendary artist Only?”

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Zyair quickly replied, “Well, Marissa, I’ve got something urgent to handle. I’ll be off for a while!”

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she sent another message, saying, “You greedy old peacock. Silence won’t help you. If you don’t clear

Marissa sent another message, saying, “From today onwards, don’t expect any more money from me. Find someone else to

“No, no, Marissa! Please don’t cut off the funds. I’ve grown accustomed to the luxurious

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immediately, “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry! Please accept my

paintings without my consent and claimed I was the last disciple of Mr. Ritchie Morales. Isn’t that dishonest? Aren’t

“It’s not a lie. You indeed are Mr.

in Adagend, not the renowned ink painting master, Mr. Morales. How could I

naive girl, that elderly man was

possible? Mr. Morales should be about a hundred years old by now, but that

consuming all sorts of

art teacher was indeed proficient in health preservation; whenever she visited him in Adagend’s remote hills to learn painting, he was always

what those concoctions were and had eaten them with him, unaware they were health supplements. With this realization, she messaged Zyair again,