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Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 143
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Chapter 143: Marissa glanced down at Wesson, confined to his wheelchair. His words and tone indicated a certain closeness to the Doomsday Base branch, making her curious about his connection with Aelfric. She gave him a thorough look, noticing that he was observing her as well After a brief pause, Wesson flashed a flirty grin and spoke in a teasing tone, "Hey, miss, it looks like you're interested in the martial arts of Doomsday Base, aren't you?" True to Terry's description, although a black veil obscured Marissa's face, one could immediately tell she was exceptionally attractive. Wesson, ever the rogue, couldn't help but flirt with any beautiful woman he encountered, no matter the setting His flirty comment secretly amused Marissa. His memory was clearly short; despite having been beaten up by her before, here he was again, trying to woo her. She chose to remain silent, not wanting to engage with him Undeterred, Wesson pressed on. "Do you know who I am? If you're looking to learn the martial arts of Doomsday Base, you won't get far without my say-so!" "Really?" Marissa tilted her head and looked at him. "Are you Aelfric, the leader of the Blebert branch of Doomsday Base?" Your escape begins with gVlnovls.☐om Wesson's expression stiffened. He was clearly not expecting her to be aware of Aelfric. In an era where business thrived and martial arts faded into obscurity, it was rare for anyone to pursue such training—especially women. Thus, Wesson didn't actually think the woman before him was interested in martial arts. To Wesson, Marissa appeared as nothing more than an ordinary woman in plain clothes, likely seeking employment at the Doomsday Base facility Thinking of this, he switched back to that frivolous expression and said, "I may not run the Blebert branch of Doomsday Base, but as its sponsor, I hold quite a bit of sway. Do you understand the kind of power that gives me?" "Oh, I see," Marissa replied with a nod. "So, Aelfric, the branch head, must answer to you?" Wesson's confident demeanor faltered. How could he pretend to command Aelfric? His family, the Clifford family, had eagerly financed the branch's development to curry favor with Aelfric, and Wesson was typically subservient in his presence. Yet, hoping to impress Marissa and coax her into his embrace, he didn't correct her assumption. Flashing a knowing grin, he boasted, "You're quite astute. Would you consider being mine?" Marissa, amused rather than charmed, inquired, “And you are?" With a tilt of his head, Wesson proudly declared, "I am the heir to Clifford Art and Entertainment, Wesson Clifford." "Very well." Marissa nodded. "Then, Mr. Clifford, would you kindly bringinto this building with you?" Wesson, eager to maintain his facade, cautioned her, "I can bring you, but you must neither wander nor speak out of turn." "Got it," Marissa replied Wesson gave a proud smile and winked at a bodyguard who stepped forward and rang the doorbell. Shortly after, the door swung open from the inside. The man who greeted them bowed respectfully. "Mr. Clifford, please cin. The deputy chief instructor has been eagerly awaiting your arrival." Wesson nodded and signaled for the bodyguard to wheel him in. Turning to Marissa, he instructed, "Followand abide by the rules. Keep your eyes straight ahead."

Silently, Marissa obeyed, following him into the Doomsday Base branch.

Despite its foundation in ancient martial arts, Doomsday Base om seamlessly integrated modern technology. The ancient architecture was enhanced with contemporary technological devices, creating a unique blend of old and new training methods that was both practical and visually impressive. This branch mirrored the design of the Doomsday Base headquarters, a detail that Marissa found satisfying

The branch itself was set in a sprawling ancient house. After crossing two yards, they reached the main hall where Aeltric stood present. Concerned that Marissa might witness his subservience to Aelfric, Wesson began to dismiss her.

"You don't have clearance to enter. Wait here for me."

But before he could finish, Marissa, e standing beside hing suddenly called out, "Aerie!"