NovelEnglishChapter 257: Marissa cast a fleeting glance at the contract resting on the floor, her posture unwavering. Daryl and Shaun maintained a silent stance, having already vested Marissa with complete decision-making authority As the silence stretched on, Charles furrowed his brow and inquired, “Why don't you read it?" "Do you not comprehend?" Marissa countered. "Our purpose here isn't to discuss the contract; hence, there's no need to examine it." "If the contract isn't the subject of discussion, then what is the purpose of your presence here?" Charles asked, confused With a scornful smirk, he continued, "Are you here to plead for mercy on behalf of the Sanchez family? Not a chance! Allowto clarify my stance today. Securing Birds Pay Homage is non-negotiable for me. However, concerning the actions of the Clifford family against your Sanchez family, I will just watch and abstain from interference." Marissa asserted, "You're free to stand aside and watch the conflict between the Sanchez and Clifford families. No one will stop you. However, entertaining the notion of aiding the Clifford family in acquiring Birds Pay Homage is nothing but a fantasy." Charles chuckled condescendingly. "Heh, you little girl, you didn't chere to negotiate or plead for mercy. So why exactly are you here?" "I've cto dismantle your stronghold," Marissa replied calmly "Pardon?" Charles seemed perplexed. Marissa said firmly, "I'm here to destroy your place." Her declaration was met with mocking laughter from the spectators. “Hahaha...” "You, little girl, are you dreaming? Do you comprehend your whereabouts?" "And what's your strategy? Rely on your slender physique, or on those two gentlemen behind you who appear clueless about fighting?" "It's clear you're not here to confront Mr. Acosta in battle. Your true intention is to share his bed, isn't it?" "Hahaha..." Charles threw his head back in amusement, erupting into laughter. Following his laughter, he leisurely drew from his cigarette, exhaling a lingering smoke ring. He then regarded Marissa with a lecherous gaze, propositioning, "If you're inclined to spend the night with me, perhaps I could entertain the idea of extending sbenefits to your Sanchez family. What do you say?" Marissa's disdainful gaze pierced him. “I'm repulsed just by your presence, let alone the thought of being with you! How dare you even suggest it?" A sudden ferocity twisted Charles's features. Extinguishing his cigarette in the ashtray, he leveled a gaze at Marissa. "Tell me, why aren't you afraid of me?" Marissa met his stare with contempt. "Because it's evident tothat you're nothing but a blustering coward." She surveyed the room, taking in the decor and the tattooed men, before speaking. "Only the feeble decorate themselves with these things. You are like those small creatures in the wild, always fearful of being preyed upon and resorting to camouflage or deception to intimidate others, like chameleons and octopuses. The truly strong, like tigers and lions, don't bother with such fakery. They embody simplicity and authenticity, fearlessly pursuing their desires without hesitation. Just like me, seeking you out directly." Charles's countenance shifted, his expression turning somber. "Are you saying I'm a chameleon? An octopus?"
Marissa's lips curled into a knowing smirk. "Engaging in conversation with someone of your crude nature is truly futile. Haven't your teachers taught you what a metaphor is?"
Before Charles could respond, Marissa clapped her hands dismissively. "Never mind. Engaging ever with someone of your ilk is akin to playing music to an p uncomprehending audience. I'll employ a more straightforward approach."
She gestured towards Charles and declared, "Enough with the nonsense. Faceland meet your end!"
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