Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 412:

Hawk and Chick

Franco walked too quickly for Connor to intervene. As Franco confronted Marissa, Connor cast his eyes to the ceiling, silently hoping she would show leniency to his cousin for his sake.

In stark contrast, the expressions of Domenic, Marc, and Terry brightened. They eagerly anticipated the unfolding scene, convinced that no one could deter a man bent on his own downfall.

Franco faced Marissa with a stern gaze and held his tongue, believing his icy demeanor would unnerve her.

Yet, Marissa exhibited no trace of fear. She casually met his gaze before lowering her eyes slightly. “Do you want to speak with me?” she asked, her voice laced with indifference.

Franco let out a derisive snort. “Why haven’t you asked why I seem to look down upon you?”

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“Oh,” responded Marissa, maintaining her casual tone. With a flicker of amusement, she continued, “Why should I? Your opinions hold no weight with me. When has a hawk ever fretted over the chirping of a chick?”

“You—” Franco was rendered speechless.

tried to regain composure, chuckling in a forced manner. “So, you see yourself

slightly.

grew. Suddenly, he burst out, “Tiffany Nash, you think you’re so superior, looking down on IT engineers just because you’ve

To us, artists like you are relics, redundant. Frankly, you’re losers. Your art is nothing but trinkets within your circles. Meanwhile, what we do propels society forward, shaping

worth, particularly an artist with your notorious reputation. You’re seen as a failure,

fervor intensified, Franco placed his hands on his hips. “How dare you compare yourself to a hawk and call me a chick! It’s high

glanced at the ceiling once more, feeling he should stay out of the fray. Thus, he stepped aside, ready to

concealed glee. Earlier, they had watched Franco with curiosity, wondering about his moves. Now, their attention shifted to Marissa, as

with an odd tension. Everyone feigned ignorance, yet Franco alone seemed genuinely excited, blissfully unaware of the looming

finally paused, she looked

her shamelessness, realizing it was no surprise she had managed to

was resolute in not showing her any leniency, determined

“Not yet,” Franco asserted.

continue,” Marissa said, her tone laced

are you

you done now?”