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.

in a forced manner. “So, you

smiled slightly. “Isn’t that

Suddenly, he burst out, “Tiffany Nash, you think you’re so superior, looking down on IT engineers just because you’ve had some success in

tell you something. 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 how humanity

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

on his hips. “How dare you compare yourself to a hawk and

at the ceiling once more, feeling he should stay out of the fray.

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

was charged with an odd tension. Everyone feigned ignorance, yet Franco alone

with quiet poise. When Franco finally paused, she

taken aback by her tranquility, even after his tirade. Internally, he scorned her for her shamelessness,

but Franco was resolute in not showing her any leniency, determined to reprimand her on Connor’s

“Not yet,” Franco asserted.

her tone laced with

continued, “When are you

done now?”