Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 372:

As Marissa exited the room, Hannah quickly followed her, whispering a soft reminder.

“Tiffany, your skills are evident, and your boldness in dealing with Remy was notable. However, when you meet Xander, please restrain your temper a bit. We managed to avoid conflict with Remy today because you are Only and share a master with Remy’s father. A similar approach with Xander might not yield the same results.”

Marissa nodded with understanding. “I get it, Hannah.”

As they made their way down the stairs, the sound of Xander’s fury reached their ears. He was berating the butler, his voice echoing with impatience and anger.

“Why is it taking so long to bring Tiffany down? Are you ignoring me? Is the Nash family so audacious as to treat me with such disrespect?”

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The butler, attempting to keep his composure, managed a nervous smile. “Mr. Hoffman, your patience is appreciated. Mrs. Hannah Nash is fetching Miss Tiffany Nash as we speak. She will be here momentarily.”

Yet, Xander’s frustration only intensified. “Why must I wait? My patience is wearing thin! I will fetch Tiffany myself. If she refuses to paint for me, I swear I will dismantle this villa!”

He was about to storm upstairs when Marissa’s voice halted him. “There’s no need to come up, Mr. Hoffman. I am already here.”

Xander paused and looked toward the stairs.

stairs gracefully,

polite smile, “Mr. Hoffman, I heard you want me to undertake a

replied,

her like a fool, Marissa smiled

“I’ve heard the name Tiffany Nash before but never met you. You’re more striking than I anticipated.

kept to himself the nagging

a poised smile, Marissa inquired, “What would you like

photograph from his pocket, handing it to her. “This

Make her as beautiful as possible; the painting is intended

in flowing black garments, her face obscured by a veil, her presence as enigmatic and elusive as a shadow in

wealthy young man wished for

“Mr. Hoffman, perhaps a more secluded

response, she turned and began walking towards the villa’s

a brief moment before he mechanically

stairs. He paused, assessing

turning, Marissa sensed Landen’s footsteps

halted in his

the villa, Hannah’s anxiety spiked. “Landen, you should secretly follow them. I fear