Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 391:

Upon hearing Xander’s query, Marissa furrowed her brows, pondering for a moment before responding, “Clarissa is unaware of Black Mallow’s identity, which frightens her. She’s determined to find Black Mallow and delve into her background.

This knowledge will arm her against potential threats. However, she’s worried we’ve already found out her theft at the Doomsday Base. As a result, she hesitates to reach out to Black Mallow herself or use any high-ranking officials of the Peridot Consortium for this task.

Instead, she has assigned the mission to Remy, a lower-tier member. Remy mingles in the underworld networks, familiar with individuals from various backgrounds. His involvement is unlikely to raise suspicions, especially from the Doomsday Base.”

After laying out her analysis, Marissa turned to Xander and inquired, “Is that correct?”

Xander nodded in agreement, adding, “You’ve got it mostly right. But you’ve missed part of Clarissa’s true motive.”

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Intrigued, Marissa looked at him directly and asked, “And what might that be?”

Xander replied gravely, “Her actual plan is to covertly assassinate Black Mallow.”

expression turned to one of surprise as she

also deeply envious. She cannot tolerate the presence of any woman who might rival

somewhat amused. It was unexpected to her that another woman could harbor such intense jealousy,

there was more to the story. “Almost no one who works for Clarissa can decipher

to gauge their boss’ mood and Clarissa is so ruthless, her subordinates live in a constant state of

curiosity piqued, asked, “If she’s so skilled at concealing her intentions, how did

my brother, Burnet.” Xander shrugged with a wry smile, “Clarissa is infatuated with him and dreams of marrying him. I’ve always played the role of the cynic or disinterested observer, which makes her let her guard down around me. That’s how I’ve managed

pieces falling into place. Had she revealed herself as Black Mallow yesterday, Clarissa

confront

That’s not an option right

“Why not?” Marissa pressed.

the strings behind the Peridot Consortium,” Xander

Marissa inquired,

eavesdropped many times on Clarissa’s phone conversations, where