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    For a long time, Tiffany followed the orders of the shady organization, pretending to be useless and enduring all kinds of humiliation and mockery. But she never lost her true self. She secretly sharpened her skills, much like Marissa.


    Those who mocked Tiffany as a failure never anticipated that she would discover a way to control the shady organization’s manipted monsters. She was, in fact, a remarkable genius, just like her sister. Marissa looked over at Tiffany, who stoodposed and smiled with pride at her sister’s achievement.


    Once she had all the manipted beings around her, Tiffany stopped ying the flute and directed them with a point at Everett as she shouted, “Kill him!”


    The controlled beings turned in unison, their movements rigid, and charged toward Everett.


    Ovee with panic, Everett fled through another doorway behind him, the controlled beings in hot pursuit, driving him into a desperate escape.


    Marissa quickly approached Tiffany. “Tiffany, how did you pull this off?”


    Tiffany offered a smile.


    “I spent a lot of time with these controlled beings and figured out how to earn their trust. To them, I’m one of their own, only smarter. They view me as their leader. Essentially, I control them because they trust me as a group, much like how lions naturally follow their alpha, not because I possess some unique medical ability. So, reversing their condition to normal and removing the viruses inside me will rely on your and Dad’s medical expertise.”


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    Marissa nodded. “Dad and I are working on a vine. We’ll definitely find a way to bring you back to normal.”


    Suddenly, Everett’s cries echoed from outside the hall, urging all three to rush out to see what was happening.


    Marissa, Tiffany, and Connor made a swift exit from the hall, heading straight for the deck. There, they witnessed Everett in the midst of a brutal beating, drenched in his own blood. Immediate intervention was crucial to prevent his death.


    Everett had once overthrown the leader of the shady organization, known only as Kim, and assumed his role. His grand n involved using the monstrous beings he created to dominate and govern the world.


    Driven by a lifelong dream, he never anticipated bing a casualty of his own plot, ultimately ensnared by the web he had created.


    The controlled beings attacked with deadly efficiency, causing Everett to howl in agony with each strike. Paralyzed by fear, his bodyguards retreated to the shadows, unable to muster the courage to intervene.


    Neither Lone Wolf nor ck Snake couldbat these enhanced adversaries; any attempt by the guards to engage would certainly be deadly.


    Watching Everett’s torment, Marissa turned to Tiffany and said, “Stop them. Keeping Everett alive is essential—he holds keys that could expedite our vine development.”


    Tiffany agreed and sharplymanded the controlled beings, “Stop!” The mechanical assants immediately ceased their aggression. After an intense torrent, Everett finally came to rest on the deck, screaming until the end.


    The formidable leader nowy battered and struggling for air, a shadow of his former self on the deck.


    Marissa advanced towards him, looking down as she asked, “Ready to give up yet?”


    Everett managed a defiant sneer.


    With his face smeared with dirt and a look of defeat, he replied, “Marissa, you think I’ll assist you with the vine? I refuse to coborate.”


    Marissa’s face clouded over. “Everett, you had wealth, intelligence, and good looks—all the tools needed for a positive, standard life. Why did you choose a path of destruction? And why do you continue to resist making a change, even after everything has failed?”


    Everett let out another sneer.


    “Marissa, I was taken overseas the moment I was born by my grandfather. He’s dictated every part of my life. He molded me into his vision, not mine. I never had a say in my own path; it was chosen for me.”


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