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

surveillance records when she dealt with Charles

Remy, she was revealed to be Only

had thrown her knife at Marissa to gauge her skills. To avoid alerting Clarissa,

her explanation, Xander intervened to protect Marissa. “Clarissa, that was too aggressive.

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

smile. Then, she turned to Marissa. “I do apologize, Miss Nash.

and looked at Xander with a hint

Please forgive

at Clarissa again and

a frail girl utterly dependent on

eased her guard. During her earlier attack, she had shown no restraint, aiming directly

that Marissa possessed no fighting skills, prompting

turned her attention back to her meal. “I’ve had enough. It was delicious,” she announced with a

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

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

toward the ladies’ room, engaging in light conversation