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


    “I want rissa,” Marissa stated inly.


    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 rissa’s character, she had still been raised by him, and there was an undeniable bond.


    So, Marissa hastened to rify, “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 rissa 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 rissa.”


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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 rissa’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.


    Without questioning why Marissa needed this information, Paul responded, “I am familiar with both of those names.”


    Marissa’s gaze intensified as she awaited his exnation.


    “Let me tell you about Q first,” Paul began. “Q is a part of a shadowy organization. I still don’t know what organization is behind him exactly. rissa’s contact with him was actually at my behest. I identally discovered that Q was also interested in the chip.


    I wanted to learn more about Q’s organization and their intentions regarding the chip, so I directed rissa to establish contact with him.”


    Perceiving the direction of the conversation, Marissa interrupted, “So, to avoid raising any suspicion from Q, you instructed rissa to act like she was secretly working with him?”


    Paul nodded. “Yes, rissa’s interactions with Q were all under my supervision.”


    Marissa’s fingers tapped lightly on the table as she processed this information. “So, who exactly is Q?”


    A heavy sigh escaped Paul’s lips. “I haven’t found out yet,” he admitted.


    “This Q is extremely cautious and secretive. He’s trying to deceive rissa into handing over the chip while revealing nothing about his identity or group. Even now, we still don’t know what role Q ys within his organization.”


    The frustration in Paul’s voice was palpable. His brow furrowed, eyes narrowing as he spoke of Q’s elusive nature.


    Marissa nodded, absorbing every word. Her encounters with Q had been simrly cryptic, leaving her with the same impression of his extreme caution.


    Since Q’s identity remained shrouded in mystery, Marissa redirected her attention. Taking a deep breath, she asked, “Mr. Alvarado, can you now tell me about Kevin?”


    The urgency in her voice was unmistakable. Despite the slim chance that rissa’s Kevin was her long-lost brother, Marissa couldn’t afford to dismiss any potential leads. She would investigate anyone named Kevin.


    Paul’s expression softened, and he answered without hesitation, “Kevin is another orphan I raised. He grew up alongside rissa.”


    “Where is Kevin now? Can I see him?” As she anxiously awaited his answer, Marissa clenched the armrests of her chair, her knuckles turning white with the force. Her heart raced at the possibility.


    In a moment of confusion, Paul asked, “Do you know Kevin?”


    Marissa maintained eye contact and replied firmly, “A long-lost friend of mine goes by the name Kevin. I’ve been looking for him.”


    A 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 for.”


    “Yes, exactly,” Marissa affirmed.


    Paul didn’t hesitate to reveal, “Kevin is the leader of the Rasetsu Group.”


    Shock widened Marissa’s eyes. “The leader of the Rasetsu Group, Mr. G, is Kevin, the orphan you raised?”


    A nod from Paul confirmed her suspicion. He smiled, clearly enjoying his revtion.


    The news hit Marissa like a tidal wave. She had severely underestimated Paul’s influence and reach. The Paul Group had a well-established reputation as an international tradepany, but its businesses served merely as a front.


    Behind the scenes, Paul wielded control over powerful and shadowy organizations like the Rasetsu Group and the Peridot Consortium.


    Marissa’s thoughts raced as she tried to grasp the sheer magnitude of Paul’s capabilities. Paul was not just a sessful businessman. He held sway over both the legitimate and underground worlds with unparalleled dominance!


    Noticing her stunned expression, Paul chuckled softly. “Would you like to be my daughter now?”


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