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    Afraid of being overheard, Marissa switched her phone to speaker and dialed down the volume. She then leaned in closer to ensure she could hear rissa’s voice more clearly.


    From the other end, the distinct sound of a door opening echoed, followed by the footsteps of several people entering—likely rissa had summoned a team to her office. Soon, the door shut with a definitive thud.


    rissa’s voice, icy and sharp, cut through the silence. “Any progress on deciphering the chip’s encryption at Skytop Mansion?”


    A man’s apologetic tone came through. “I’m sorry, Miss Byrd. I’ve checked, but there’s still no breakthrough.”


    “Losers.” rissa’s fury was palpable, underscored by the shattering sound of something breaking. Silence then reigned over the conversation for what seemed an eternity.


    Through her phone screen, Marissa sensed the somber and tense atmosphere in rissa’s office. Finally, another man spoke, attempting to soothe her. “Miss Byrd, please don’t be angry. The chip is secured with a million codes. Cracking even one is a monumental task, let alone all of them. The team at Skytop Mansion is already doing their best.”


    “And you think their ‘best’ is good enough?” rissa snapped back furiously. “Five years, I’ve waited. Five years and mountains of money spent, yet they can’t crack the codes of a single chip? What good are they?”


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    A pause lingered as tension simmered. Then, with a voice edged with resolve, rissamanded, “If they’re that ipetent, dispose of them tonight. Let the cliffs be their end, and the wild eagles their graves.”


    “Please calm down, Miss Byrd,” a man urged, his voice trembling. “Miss Byrd, it’s not that the team in Skytop Mansion is inattentive or ipetent. The person who designed the codes is a genius. Very few people in the world can crack those codes. If you kill all the scientists in Skytop Mansion, it will be a huge loss to the Peridot Consortium.”


    “Then what do you suggest we do?” rissa asked, clearly irritated.


    “We haven’t been able to crack that chip’s codes for five years. The boss probably thinks I’m useless. I need to crack those codes soon to prove my worth. I have to show the boss that I’m capable so he won’t give up on me and will consider me as his daughter. Only then can I inherit everything and give the Peridot Consortium the strength to fight Kevin. Otherwise, Kevin will devour us. Do you understand?”


    Marissa’s heart pounded with excitement. The name Kevin was engraved in her soul. Every time she heard it, she couldn’t help but tremble. Just now, rissa mentioned a man called Kevin. Could it be the same Kevin she had been searching for?


    Even though the name ‘Kevin’ wasmon, with tens of thousands bearing it worldwide, Marissa’s heart skipped a beat when she heard it. The slim possibility that rissa was speaking of her adopted brother Kevin set her on edge, stirring a deep-seated hope.


    Despite the years and the unknown changes Kevin might have undergone, Marissa’s resolve remained unshaken. She would ept him as family, without conditions.


    Following a brief pause, rissa resumed with a harsh tone, “That bastard Kevin is a monster—ruthless, formidable, and unpredictable. He’s an enemy unlike any other. If we manage to defeat him, we’ll thrive. If not, our defeat will be catastrophic, ending in death.


    Remember this. If I rise to the position of the boss’s daughter, you will enjoy the benefits alongside me. But should I be killed by Kevin, don’t think for a second that any of you will escape. I’ll drag you all down with me.”


    The threat hung heavy in the air, met by silence from the other end of the line. Marissa, with a frown creasing her forehead, waited in tense anticipation.


    Finally, a man’s voice broke the silence, firm and clear. “Miss Byrd, we’re fully aware of that. You have our unwavering loyalty.”


    Encouraged, others chimed in, reinforcing their allegiance. “Yes, we’ll never turn against you, Miss Byrd.”


    “We’re with you, in life and in death, Miss Byrd.”


    “Your interests are our interests, Miss Byrd. We won’t act out of self-interest.”


    rissa was pleased by their assurances, and her tone lightened. “Then tell me, how can we crack the codes of that chip?”


    A man responded, “Miss Byrd, there’s just one way to break the codes of that chip…”


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