Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 1048:

Marissa, however, offered no commentary, responding instead with a serene smile. Yet her subtle glance toward Everett said more than words ever could.

Everett, catching her look, pressed his lips into a tight line. His expression darkened, and his displeasure was as plain as day.

Chloe’s performance might have fooled most, but Marissa and Everett weren’t so easily duped. They’d already pieced together the truth—Korbin and Betty weren’t here by chance. Everett was certain Chloe had pulled the strings.

Normally, Marissa wouldn’t have hesitated to call Chloe out for her theatrics. But today, for Everett’s sake, she chose to hold her tongue, tolerating Chloe’s antics with a patience that didn’t come easily.noveldrama

Meanwhile, Korbin and Betty, shaken by Chloe’s verbal lashing, dared not reveal her involvement.

“Miss Nash, please have mercy!” Betty pleaded, clutching at the hem of Marissa’s dress like a drowning woman reaching for a lifeline. “You remind us so much of our daughter, Marissa. It was an honest mistake. Please forgive us!”

Korbin quickly chimed in, his voice cracking with earnestness, “Yes, it’s all a misunderstanding. We were only looking out for your family’s reputation. We meant no harm.”

Marissa’s gaze turned icy, her calm exterior laced with disdain. Her tone was razor-sharp as she replied, “If anyone could simply waltz into my home, causing a scene without consequence, we’d soon be the laughingstock of society. No matter if you were instructed by someone or genuinely mistook me for your daughter, you must answer for what you’ve done. There are no free passes here.”

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Betty’s head shot up, her face pale and trembling with fear. “Miss Nash, w-what do you intend to do?” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Marissa’s lips curved into a calm but chilling smile. “Naturally, I’ll involve the authorities. Once the police investigate why you came here to stir up trouble, they’ll determine your accountability.”

Korbin and Betty visibly flinched, panic flashing across their faces. The thought of being handed over to the police and the potential unraveling of their secrets sent them into a frenzy of fear. Jail was a possibility they couldn’t afford to face.

“No, please!” Betty cried, her voice breaking as she clung desperately to Marissa’s arm. “Miss Nash, I beg you, don’t call the police! I’ve feared them since I was a child. I can’t — I won’t survive that! Please, have mercy!”

Korbin, abandoning his earlier bravado, joined her in pleading. The arrogant confidence they had flaunted upon their arrival had crumbled into a pathetic display of desperation, their voices quivering as they groveled.

Marissa initially intended to let the law settle matters, believing it to be the fairest way to resolve the trouble this family had caused. However, as her sharp intuition pieced together Chloe’s subtle involvement, she hesitated.

Calling the police would inevitably expose Chloe’s role, and while Marissa had no affection for Chloe, she couldn’t ignore the implications. Chloe was Everett’s younger sister and a member of the powerful Brock family. Any scandal tied to her would cast a shadow on Everett, and that was a line Marissa wasn’t willing to cross—not yet.

Sensing his daughter’s conflict, Paul stepped forward, his voice steady and authoritative. “Given your ignorance, we won’t call the police this time,” he announced, his gaze sweeping over Korbin and Betty. “But this cannot go unanswered. If we let this slide, it would suggest my daughter is an easy target—and she is anything but.”

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