Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 359:

Landen also harbored deep concerns for Tiffany’s well-being, his mind consumed by thoughts of her safety ever since his return from the Sunrise. One day, amidst his contemplation, a sudden realization dawned on him, compelling him to share it with Marissa without delay.

Now, upon closing the door behind them, he confided, “Boss, I recall Tiffany mentioning to me that she often heard a commanding voice, coercing her into unsettling actions, when we were little.”

Marissa nodded her head, having come across such details in Tiffany’s diaries, where she had labeled the voice as “the devil.”

Landen continued, “She divulged that once under its influence, she lost control entirely, resulting in the tragic incident in high school. When we were little, I couldn’t understand her. It wasn’t until high school, when she committed the regrettable act of stabbing her classmate, that I took decisive action. I covertly took her to the hospital for a thorough physical examination.”

Marissa interjected, “And what did the doctor conclude?”

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“The doctor reassured me, affirming her physical well-being,” Landen said. “We relayed the information about the unsettling voice to the doctor, who speculated that Tiffany might be experiencing symptoms of schizophrenia.

The recommendation was for her to seek evaluation at the psychiatric department. Unfortunately, financial constraints prevented us from pursuing this course of action at the time, so I made a solemn vow to make enough money for Tiffany’s treatment.

pursuing this goal. Regrettably, when I finally accumulated the necessary funds,

of comforting him, Marissa

“Yes. I’ve been keeping them

proceeded to open the box he had

are the CT scans from that

the normal data. There were no indications of any physical ailments

Just as Landen said, the doctor indeed suspected schizophrenia

Tiffany’s brain and meticulously angled it toward the light

ordinary at first glance, but Marissa, trained to notice the subtlest anomalies, discerned something unusual—a peculiar black dot nestled

as a printing imperfection, Marissa instinctively recognized it as something more:

or a fluid-filled cyst. It seemed out of place within

mind: Could this be a human organ-on-a-chip in

Marissa remembered their request to steal a chip containing information

likely harbored an organ-on-a-chip, implanted

found herself at a loss to comprehend the rationale behind those individuals implanting a chip into Tiffany during her