Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 965:

Aelfric kept his brow knitted in thought, absorbing the revelation.

“So, Tiffany learned in secret and became a great doctor, but she pretended to be clueless in front of everyone. Is that what you’re saying?”

Melinda felt a sting of jealousy and resentment as she remembered how she had once dismissed Tiffany, only to find out she had secretly transformed into the legendary doctor, Riss. However, between Tiffany and Marissa, Melinda had to concede that one of them had indeed achieved greatness. She couldn’t ignore Tiffany’s undeniable skills any longer.

“Humph!” Melinda snorted.

“Tiffany is so cunning. She secretly became the legendary doctor, Riss, while still acting like a fool around everyone else. Who knows what she was really up to?” As she spoke, her eyes darted to Chloe, indignation coloring her tone.

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“It’s one thing for her to trick others, but she even deceived Chloe. Chloe was her only friend when everyone else shunned her. She made Chloe look foolish. She’s an ungrateful and despicable woman.”

With those words, Melinda managed to insult both Marissa and Tiffany, leaving her feeling much better.

Chloe saw right through Melinda’s intentions. Internally, she scoffed at Melinda’s thoughts but maintained a sympathetic demeanor, saying, “Melinda, don’t be too hard on Tiffany. She faced a lot of pressure from Sansa and Ayla in the Nash family. I understand why she would hide her abilities.”noveldrama

Melinda retorted, her voice laced with scorn, “Since she is Riss, she should have just told her family about it, earning their respect and admiration. She wouldn’t have to fear Sansa or Ayla in that way. Yet, she chose secrecy. She’s just scheming—completely untrustworthy.”

Chloe let out a soft chuckle, choosing not to respond further.

Aelfric shot Melinda a flat look, holding back his disapproval. Instead, he asked another question.

“If Tiffany is Dr. Riss, then who is the legendary artist, Only?”

Aelfric’s words hit Chloe like a sudden chill, her expression freezing once again.

Riss, the legendary doctor, could have been either Tiffany or Marissa. After all, neither woman had ever openly displayed their medical skills, and no one could tell who was the better doctor between them.

But if they tried to argue that Tiffany, rather than Marissa, was the famous artist Only, they wouldn’t stand a chance at convincing anyone.

On the day of the masterpiece appreciation event, Marissa had painted in front of a crowd. The president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association himself confirmed the work was genuine. It left no doubt—Marissa truly was the celebrated artist, Only.

Even if she wasn’t Riss, her identity as the great painter made her far from ordinary. A few hurtful words couldn’t bring her down or make Aelfric despise her.

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