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“Consider it this way,” Kim suggested softly. “Your dedication to winning Paul’s favor wasn’t solely about a familial bond—it was about securing his protection, making his empire, the Paul Group, your sanctuary. If I’m right, then forget about his rejection as a father. Instead, envision seizing his position as the owner of the Sunrise.”
The thought of removing Paul and taking control of the Sunrise struck rissa with a mix of shock and intrigue—such a scenario had never seemed within the realm of possibility, yet Kim mentioned it with ease.
“Do you harbor such ambitions?” Kim asked, eyeing her reaction closely.
“I…” rissa’s lips quivered. “I’m uncertain.”
With a soft chuckle, Kim replied, “rissa, I didn’t choose you to coerce you into service. True greatness doesn’te from coercion but from the fire of ambition. Today, I’m not just here to recruit you but to offer you an opportunity—to join us of your own free will. Choose freely: ept or decline. There will be no hard feelings either way. But if you decide to align with me, know this—once our nse to fruition, there will be no turning back.”
“Fruition, the entirety of the Paul Group, the Sunrise, and even Q’s legacy could be yours.”
The proposition overwhelmed rissa, rendering her speechless as she fixated on Kim, struggling to articte a response.
Visions flooded her mind. She imagined herself using Kim’s power to dismantle the Paul Group and seize control of the Sunrise. Everything Paul once owned would soon be under hermand, and Paul himself—the man before whom she had once knelt, seeking forgiveness—would quiver at her feet. Moreover, all that belonged to Q, who had once mocked her, would be hers to control. She envisioned herself at the helm of Q’s base’s operations, crafting viruses at her discretion.
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With such power, her brilliance would be undeniable. Justice would be swift as she disassembled Tiffany and ck Mallow—the architects of her ruined dreams—piece by piece.
At that moment, rissa was unaware that Tiffany, whom she despised, was actually Marissa in disguise, and ck Mallow was Marissa herself. Yet, this revtion would have done little to deter her vivid daydreams of retribution.
Regaining herposure, she offered a faint smile and knelt before Kim, softly saying, “Boss, Imit my loyalty entirely to you. I will serve at yourmand.”
Kim’s grin widened appreciatively. “Excellent. I value the intellect you bring to our endeavors.”
Thus, rissa formally aligned herself with the shady organization, entrusted with the legacy Q had left behind. Following Q’s demise at Kim’s hands, continuing Q’s research had be imperative. Kim harbored a particr fascination with the prospects of resurrection and immortality, too. He had personally ventured out to sea to destroy Q’s ship and secure the chip Q had obtained from Marissa.
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