Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 400:

As the chief instructor of Doomsday Base, Black Mallow was sharper than others, almost as if she possessed extra eyes and ears. She could detect the slightest movements and anticipate situations to avoid risks.

That was why she managed to save herself when Xander drove the car into the ditch.

So, when Clarissa launched her attack, Marissa noticed but did not move. Instead, she feigned terror and screamed, “Argh—”

Her scream alerted Xander just in time. Before the knife could reach Marissa, he seized it.

Marissa continued to act frightened, her face turning pale and her eyes wide with horror as she gasped for breath.

Burnet, caught off guard by Clarissa’s sudden move, remained composed. With a slight frown, he stared at Clarissa, waiting for an explanation.

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Annoyed, Xander demanded loudly, “Clarissa, why did you do that?”

Clarissa smiled gently, her tone light. “Miss Nash, sorry for that. I heard you hurt Charles and his people and wanted to challenge Remy. I thought you were an excellent martial artist, so I wanted to have a friendly competition with you.”

her lips together, remaining

erased all surveillance records when she dealt with Charles and his people, so no evidence

she was revealed to be Only and thus did nothing

To avoid

Marissa. “Clarissa, that was too aggressive. If I hadn’t been

Charles in Connor’s name. Charles was too afraid to retaliate, and that’s why Tiffany succeeded in hurting him. She’s just a delicate girl. Her hands

been too abrupt,” Clarissa said with a smile. Then, she turned to Marissa. “I do apologize, Miss Nash. I

Xander with a

always direct. Please forgive her this time, okay?”

looked at Clarissa again and muttered,

a frail girl utterly dependent on

guard. During her earlier attack, she had shown no restraint, aiming directly at Marissa’s face. A true

no reaction. This confirmed to Clarissa that Marissa possessed no fighting skills, prompting her

quiet, she turned her attention back to her meal. “I’ve had enough.

an invitation. “I need to use the restroom. Miss Nash, would

uncover more about Clarissa and explore her background, Marissa eagerly accepted. “Certainly,” she replied

toward the ladies’ room, engaging in light conversation along