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.

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

slightly.

her calm demeanor grew. Suddenly, he burst out, “Tiffany Nash, you think you’re so superior, looking down on IT engineers

losers. Your art is nothing but trinkets within your circles. Meanwhile, what we do propels society forward,

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

hands on his hips. “How dare you compare yourself to a hawk and call me a chick! It’s high time you looked in the

out of

Marc, and Terry looked on with barely concealed glee. Earlier, they had watched Franco with curiosity, wondering about his moves. Now, their attention shifted to Marissa, as they eagerly

odd tension. Everyone feigned ignorance, yet Franco alone seemed

him with quiet poise. When Franco finally paused, she looked up at

by her tranquility, even after his tirade. Internally, he scorned her for her shamelessness, realizing it was

powerless against Tiffany, but Franco was resolute in not showing her

“Not yet,” Franco asserted.

continue,” Marissa said, her tone laced

are

you done now?”