Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 564:

Seeing that his words had made Marc and Terry vigilant, Xander felt particularly pleased with himself.

“You want to know who I really am? Guess away!” Xander’s lips curled into a sneer.

Marc jeered, “You just want to make yourself seem mysterious! You claim you poured money and effort into this mission, but when we were at Doomsday Base, your wallet was emptier than a politician’s promise. How much could you have really chipped in?”

“Exactly! You’re just blowing your own trumpet! We’ll give you credit for your effort, but we know your capabilities inside out. We’ll be grateful if you don’t drag us down,” Terry added.

Xander smirked and said, “I’ll provide a private jet for this mission.”

Reading this, Marc and Terry exchanged a glance, both looking like they had just seen a flying pig, utterly incredulous.

“Ha, ha! You two are such snobs. Cat got your tongue, huh?” Xander taunted.

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“Seriously, do you have no shame? Must you be such a show-off?” Marc said. “You, a penniless beggar who always swiped our food and begged for scraps, have a private jet? Give me a break,” Terry laughed.

for cash back at Doomsday Base and had to lean on your food

provide a private jet for this mission?” Terry asked once

group chat too.

“So you’re a big shot, huh? Come on, Goofy, spill

dismissive emoji in response, keeping his identity under wraps and leaving Marc and Terry

been silently watching the scene unfold, and when Marc and Terry made the mistake of thinking Xander was just some big shot, she couldn’t help

and Xander had never seen eye to eye, but now that he was standing up to

how someone as endearing as Xander ended up with a brother like Bumet, who

quiet for a

help, she carefully settled her mother, Caylee, into the Sanchez family’s car. She

guard by her sudden decision. However, he quickly pulled himself together, understanding that as the Chief Instructor of Doomsday Base, Black Mallow was no

best not to pry too much. After a brief pause,

borrow Marc and

need,” Connor said. After a moment, he added, “If you need to borrow me, that’s also fine.” His words hinted

head. “This is strictly between Doomsday

left. Connor watched the car leave with a soft sigh. Marissa insisted on not involving him, saying it was none of his business. But as Marissa’s partner, how

addressed Marc and Terry, who were trailing closely behind. “You’re both on extended leave from now