Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 609:

If it had been any other girl, being given the opportunity to become such a powerful figure’s daughter, she would have jumped at the chance as if she’d won the lottery.

Some might have even dreamt of becoming Paul’s daughter, like Clarissa, and would have felt anxious and troubled if not acknowledged.

But when Paul asked Marissa again, she just smiled and said, “Not interested.”

Paul shrugged helplessly. “With all I have to offer, you’re not interested?”

Marissa replied with a smirk, “Indeed, not interested.”

She said this to tactfully ease Paul’s awkwardness. It wasn’t that she scoffed at Paul’s offer; rather, she had no habit of accepting others as her father. After all, she already had a father.

Moreover, her biological father’s fate was currently unknown. Her priority was to investigate his situation, not to adopt a new father halfway through.

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her father were still alive, Marissa planned to bring him home and care for him. If he had passed away, she would bring his remains back

chatting with everyone, she was actually

offer. It was actually about her integrity. She didn’t

charming. Everything she said or did seemed perfectly

was out of his mind, and he couldn’t help but feel unhinged himself. He was smitten with a girl

he had never been blessed with a daughter who was as beautiful, intelligent, and delightful as Marissa was. If he had, all his dreams would have

don’t know him,” Marissa

their leader. All she knew was that his

she roamed as a lone warrior, catching

being linked to the Rasetsu Group, she never got involved in their business or mingled with their members. Her activities were never constrained by the Rasetsu Group

Marissa and Mr. G developed a mutual understanding. Her accomplishments were credited to the Rasetsu Group, enhancing their reputation, but they never meddled in her affairs. Even when she decided to

she didn’t know the leader of the Rasetsu Group. “You once worked under Kevin; how could you not know him? Sure, he’s eccentric, but you must know something