Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

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Silver Fox observed Emst, but his concentration was solely on attending to Sansa, rendering him oblivious to her presence. Instead of interrupting Emst, Silver Fox remained crouched on the ground, allowing her flowing hair to obscure her face.

She eagerly anticipated witnessing Emst, who once proclaimed pure love to her, abase himself before Sansa—a woman old enough to be his mother. Unacquainted with Silver Fox, Sansa failed to notice her.

After ridiculing Marissa, Sansa cast a contemptuous glance at Lawrence and Lindsay. Having just selected their trinkets, Lawrence and Lindsay were about to summon Marissa for payment when they overheard someone addressing her with disrespect.

They set aside their trinkets and positioned themselves beside Marissa, glaring menacingly at Sansa. Despite their youth, they were always protective of Marissa.

“Are these the little brats you had with some man?” Sansa taunted.

Without uttering a word, Marissa delivered a powerful slap to Sansa’s face. Even a casual slap from Black Mallow of Doomsday Base was unbearable for an ordinary person. Sansa was caught off guard by the slap, her face erupting in pain, her vision blurring as she collapsed to the ground, crying out in pain.

off her clothes. Moments earlier, Sansa had exuded dignity, but now she lay in a pitiful state.

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remained disoriented, unable to focus

harshly, “Tiffany, how dare you strike my mother? Do

you think you can act with impunity

favored by the president of the Peridot Consortium. Remy is merely a minor leader within the consortium and must show respect to Ayla. I demand you kneel and

The Skytop Mansion was secluded, and the previous night’s events were deliberately concealed by Paul, leaving outsiders unaware of the Peridot Consortium’s change in leadership. It seemed Ayla

flaunting their supposed superiority, and attempting to intimidate Marissa. How absurd

performance was quite entertaining. Silver Fox initially intended to observe how much

chastised, “Emilee, why are you barking like a

Fox, finding her familiar yet unrecognizable. Silver Fox had been taken from Blebert by her grandmother at eight years old and

raced, and he felt