Chapter 511:

Marissa recognized the fury in Clarissa’s voice right away. She was angrier now than earlier in the day.

“What incompetence! Scientists? I’ve poured so much money into this, and you can’t crack a simple chip? Worthless! Some people interceded with me on behalf of you and told me the designer of this chip was some kind of eccentric genius who added a million passcodes, making it nearly impossible to break.

I understood that, so I didn’t push you off a cliff to be eaten by hawks. What about you? You requested all those expensive machines, which cost me a fortune.

I even built you a lavish lab at the peak of Mount Skytop. Five years have gone by, and you haven’t cracked a single passcode. Idiots! How can you even claim to be scientists? You’re experts at being fools!”

After her tirade, silence filled the other end of the line. Only Clarissa’s frustrated huffs were audible intermittently.

Marissa sensed that those around her were undoubtedly terrified. Nobody dared to utter a word.

Then, after a significant pause, a man spoke up. “Miss Byrd, we’ve done everything we could.” Immediately after his words, a loud crash echoed.

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was so fiery; she was quick to

the role of the refined presence she showed Burnet. Marissa had to concede that Clarissa was masterful

me by claiming you’ve done your best? This chip was created by a genius, with a million passcodes to crack, yet not one has been decoded in five years. Doesn’t this show

was at the location where the chip was concealed. Feeling fortunate, she realized Clarissa’s arrival at Skytop Mansion tonight allowed her to immediately zero in on the chip’s location, sparking a wave of excitement in

You hold our lives in your hands with

combined capabilities. Often, only a thin line separates a genius from the average person. Crossing this line means

Regrettably, none of us have ascended to that higher level. Despite five years of relentless effort, all our knowledge and energy haven’t made

interrupted with an exasperated sigh. “I don’t need lectures on the difference between a genius and a mediocrity. I want results.” Her outburst silenced

response, she vented her frustration by hurling objects to the

couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling a twinge of sympathy for the scientists

the man’s assessment—only a thin line separated a genius from the average person, much like the difference between humans and ants sharing the same

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