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Rarely did Marissa make a direct request, leaving Paul feeling both happy and expectant. “Go ahead,” he urged.

“I want Clarissa,” Marissa stated plainly.

Caught off guard, Paul frowned. “What do you want her for? Do you still resent her for stealing from the Doomsday Base years ago? If that’s the case, I’ll apologize on her behalf. She was acting on my orders.”

The protective tone in Paul’s voice was unmistakable. Despite any misgivings he might have about Clarissa’s character, she had still been raised by him, and there was an undeniable bond.

So, Marissa hastened to clarify, “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt her. I only need some information from her.”

Paul nodded, showing he understood her intentions. “Most things about Clarissa are under my control. If you need to know something, you might as well ask me first.”

“Then I’ll be direct,” Marissa said, not wasting any time. “I want to know who Kevin is and the identity of the person who contacted Clarissa.”

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Marissa chose not to bring up the specific events but instead mentioned the people involved. This approach served as a litmus test for Paul’s understanding of Clarissa’s situation.

If Paul was familiar with these individuals, then he had a thorough understanding. Otherwise, it would reveal gaps in his knowledge of her activities.

this information, Paul responded, “I am familiar with both of

intensified as she awaited

“Q is a part of a shadowy organization. I still don’t know what organization is behind him exactly. Clarissa’s contact with

more about Q’s organization and their intentions regarding the chip, so I directed Clarissa to establish contact

to avoid raising any suspicion from Q, you instructed Clarissa to act like she was secretly working with

Clarissa’s interactions with

table as she processed this information. “So,

sigh escaped Paul’s lips. “I

cautious and secretive. He’s trying to deceive Clarissa into handing over the chip while revealing nothing about his identity

brow furrowed, eyes narrowing

every word. Her encounters with Q had been similarly cryptic, leaving her with the

her attention. Taking a deep breath, she

voice was unmistakable. Despite the slim chance that Clarissa’s Kevin was her long-lost brother, Marissa couldn’t afford to

softened, and he answered without hesitation, “Kevin is another orphan

Can I see him?” As she anxiously awaited his answer, Marissa clenched the armrests

of confusion, Paul asked,

firmly, “A long-lost friend of mine goes by the name Kevin.

flicker of understanding crossed Paul’s face. “Oh, I see. You want to know if the Kevin I know is the one you’ve been looking