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    Marissa was gued with deep concern about the virus experiment, and the thought of Tiffany being in danger only intensified her anxiety. Paul, equally worried, joined her in a silent, weighty sigh that seemed to hang in the air between them.


    Marissa’s sadness was a heavy cloak she didn’t want others to notice. After a brief pause, she lifted her head with renewed purpose, ready to press Sansa for more information.


    It was then that she felt the reassuring grasp of Connor’s hand. His gentle eyes met hers, his look conveying a world of support without a single word spoken.


    “Don’t worry. I’m right here with you,e what may.”


    Used to relying solely on herself, Marissa found unexpected sce in Connor’s gesture. After discovering that Lawrence and Lindsay were her biological children, she knew she and Connor would be inextricably linked for life. Even if they wouldn’t remarry, they would always be connected.


    Mindful of Paul’s frosty feelings toward Connor, Marissa discreetly pulled her hand away, her eyes briefly meeting his before turning back to Sansa.


    “Did rissa say where she ns to keep A?” Marissa asked, her voice steady.


    Sansa replied, “She didn’t share that with me. She just sent me to bring A back and kept the rest to herself.”


    Marissa nodded, believing Sansa’s words. rissa treated Sansa and her daughter like pawns in her cruel game and would never trust them with her real ns.


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    After a moment’s contemtion, Marissa probed further.


    “What is your n now, Sansa? Are you going to hand A over to rissa, or will you stand with me? We could create a vine to kill this hybrid virus in A.”


    Sansa stuttered, her words trailing off into uncertainty.


    A was her own daughter, and the mere thought of her transforming into something monstrous was unbearable for Sansa. Yet, her fear of crossing rissa, coupled with her skepticism toward Marissa’s true motives amid their bitter rivalry, left her torn.


    Rex caught the hesitation in Sansa’s eyes and, unable to contain his irritation, pped her again.


    “What’s the holdup? The decision is clear as day. Help Tiffany.”


    With the vine for A. Or are you still thinking about cashing in on A with rissa?”


    Tears sprang to Sansa’s eyes as she gingerly touched her tingling cheek.


    “A is my blood. Turning her into a monster is thest thing I want. But rissa? She’s now highly valued by the big boss of the shady organization. They could wipe us out without breaking a sweat.”


    At this, Marissa let out a derisive snort.


    “So you’d throw your daughter under the bus just to cover your own back?”


    “You fool!” Rex exploded, his anger getting the better of him as he bared his teeth. He lifted his hand, ready to strike Sansa again.


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