Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 517:

Silver Fox was brimming with excitement about visiting the renowned multinational, Daniels Group, and particularly about catching a glimpse of the billionaire Connor in person.

Her eagerness was palpable throughout the entire ride. Despite Marissa leading the way, Silver Fox couldn’t contain her enthusiasm and kept speeding ahead.

As they approached the intersection near the Daniels Group building, they noticed a black Bentley making a turn. Driven by determination, Silver Fox accelerated to overtake it.

Typically, her superb riding skills, honed through frequent races and victories, would have made the maneuver a breeze.

However, today her judgment was clouded, and she mistimed her approach by a mere second, resulting in her motorcycle crashing into the Bentley with a resounding crash.

Fortunately, her quick reflexes kicked in. She released the handlebars and catapulted off the bike, using the momentum to escape major harm.

The aftermath was grim; her motorcycle lay in ruins, the Bentley sported a massive dent, and its windows were shattered.

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although not gravely injured, found herself draped over the Bentley’s hood. She was shaken more than

Silver Fox was mostly unscathed, she smirked and chose to observe from a

recognized the owner of the car as

of her upcoming plan to infiltrate Skytop Mansion using Burnet’s connection to Xander, Marissa opted to keep a low profile and avoid any unnecessary

her helmet to conceal her

Fox, still seeing stars, remained on the Bentley’s hood, waiting for the dizziness to subside before

for Burnet for many years. Although he had reacted promptly by braking at the

struck violently, sending the girl and her motorcycle flying. As the motorcycle lay in pieces, the girl was sprawled on the hood

her motionless form, stammered in

and said with a tremble in his voice, “This beautiful young

unfazed, his expression stoic as ever. He glanced

tears welling up in his eyes, responded, “I know it’s her fault, but she’s dead! Such a young,

still devoid of emotion, simply replied, “It’s my car, not your

your car, but I

gave the driver a cold look and insisted, “She hit us. You’re not