Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 595

Chapter 595:

After Marissa kicked Clarissa to the ground, she remained there, motionless for a considerable time.

Aelfric, restrained by White Mallow, could not rush to her aid, and Burnet, held back by Lone Wolf, similarly couldn’t help. In response, a contingent of bodyguards surged forward, intending to confront Marissa.

As these guards advanced, Marc and Terry sprang into action. Outnumbered but undeterred, the two men formed an impervious barrier, preventing any bodyguard from bypassing them to reach Marissa.

Realizing that assistance would not arrive, Clarissa knew she had to rely on her own resilience. She endured the searing pain and gradually stood up from the glass shards.

The shards of glass embedded in her skin turned every slight movement into an ordeal, provoking a sharp, piercing scream that filled the air, stark and solitary. No one came to her aid despite her evident agony.

Marissa observed from ten meters away, not advancing, instead waiting for Clarissa to gather herself before resuming their grim confrontation. With each shard of glass she painstakingly removed, Clarissa’s clothes became more stained with blood, and her complexion grew increasingly pale.

To distract herself from the pain, she silently counted each shard. By the time she extracted the final piece, the count had reached 108. The toll was clear: her body bore the scars of 108 shards of glass.

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removed, the agony left Clarissa slightly bent over, her

to request Black Mallow’s mercy on Clarissa’s behalf. However, Connor, with a dismissive tilt of his head, made it clear that Burnet had to either challenge him or remain

her eyes bloodshot with resolve as she confronted Marissa. Marissa regarded

it. Be mentally prepared, for this is merely the beginning. When your bullet pierced my scapula, I bore the

her life and suffered amnesia due to a plot orchestrated by

herself at a greater disadvantage. It wasn’t long before she was kicked onto the marble steps, her slender body making a dull thud upon impact, followed

towards Clarissa. Despite the overwhelming pain, Clarissa scrambled to her feet and desperately

utterly defenseless, succumbing completely to Marissa’s wrath. Tonight marked the longest and most harrowing fight of

Clarissa collapsed heavily to the ground. She lay there for a long stretch, her body smeared with dirt,

once more, dispelling any hope of respite. Desperate,

glance at Burnet. “Didn’t you hear? My wife suffered a bullet in her

resolved to step back from the confrontation. Clarissa had brought it upon

scream differed profoundly from the others; it carried a weight of tragic significance, echoing through the air with a haunting