Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 740:

Marissa narrowed her eyes when Q mentioned she had two more options, wondering what else they had in store for her.

Q typed, “I’m eager to find out who the new president of the Peridot Consortium is and, more crucially, who the enigmatic top leader of the Peridot Consortium is. Help me dig into these two individuals’ backgrounds. If you manage to reveal anything about either, I’ll answer your questions.”

With a smirk, Marissa replied, “You’re so keen on digging into the backgrounds of these individuals because you’re aiming to secure a hefty research grant from the Peridot Consortium, aren’t you?”

Q responded, “Not just that. I have other reasons. The Peridot Consortium is already a major player. The shadowy figure at the top must be extraordinarily influential. I want to identify them. If I can, I’d like to bring them into our fold and collaborate with them to reach new heights of human achievement.”

Marissa didn’t plan to disclose the truth to Q. She typed, “None of the tasks you’ve set is simple. I might not succeed in any of them.”

Q sent a smiling emoji, then said, “If the tasks were easy, I wouldn’t need you. I could just use my team. If you want the information you seek from me, you’ll have to pay a price. You really have no choice but to follow my instructions, do you? Think carefully about how to tackle these assignments and decide which to attempt first. Goodbye, good girl.”

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Following this, Q’s profile went dark as they logged off.

sat silently, staring at the screen for a

completing Q’s tasks swiftly, but she could not risk sharing genuine information

identities, Riss and Dr. Finley, hidden from Q’s knowledge. Disclosing any of this information could lead to significant danger, as her enemy remained hidden while she was exposed. Q could strike at any

immediate plan was to keep her identities hidden, safeguard those close to her, and covertly investigate Q’s

sighed, stood up, and exited the

was nearly time for

study, she noticed Connor standing at the doorway, as if he had been waiting

her appearance, quickly straightened up and awkwardly shrugged his shoulders, his gaze shifting around. He looked like a child caught in

will, particularly a strong woman like her, who would never stand for being

had provided during her mother’s surgery, she felt thankful and chose not to harbor any resentment for his earlier misconduct. Instead, she felt

and softly inquired, “What’s going

throat awkwardly. “Are

“Yes,” Marissa responded.

left on her neck, feeling somewhat guilty yet also proud, which