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    Silver Fox, still under mind control, noticed Marissa’s lingering gaze and instinctively asked, “ck Snake, why are you staring at me like that?”

    Marissa shed a calm smile. “Oh, nothing. I just wondered… does living separately put a strain on your bond with Bu?”

    “Bu?” Silver Fox chuckled, then fell into an awkward silence. She was now under the control of the chip, so emotions and rtionships were foreign concepts to her, leaving her unable to respond like a regr person.

    Satisfied she had sessfully shifted Silver Fox’s focus, Marissa turned her attention back to her phone.

    But just as she thought she had a handle on things, a new message from the shady organization to Silver Fox popped up. “Besides eliminating those two little ones, I’ve got another job for you.” Marissa’s stomach churned, her instincts immediately kicking into overdrive.

    Soon, another intercepted message followed. “Use your ties with Marissa to worm your way into Daniels Group and track down Dr. Finley. This is top priority—I’m counting on you.”

    And then, a third message popped up. “If you hit a wall, team up with Aelfric. He’s now under my thumb and will arrange for Derek to help youplete the mission.”

    Marissa’s blood ran cold. Silver Fox, sitting beside her, began to shake her head in an odd, mechanical fashion—a telltale sign that new instructions were being uploaded to her mind. Keeping herposure, Marissa stole a side nce at her, but her thoughts were racing. She never would have imagined Aelfric aligning himself with the shady organization.

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    Aelfric, of all people, was as proud as a rooster in a henhouse—someone who’d never stoop to being anyone’s pawn. It was clear the organization had employed extreme methods to reel him in.

    Despite her disdain for Aelfric, she’d never aimed to utterly ruin him. She’d always left him a way out, partly because of her respect for their teacher, Zyair, who had once considered Aelfric his prized student. Even after kicking him out of the Doomsday Base, Zyair still carried a soft spot for him.

    For her teacher’s sake, Marissa didn’t wish Aelfric a miserable downfall. Yet here he was, willingly diving headfirst into this murky abyss.

    Aelfric’s entanglement with the shady organization set off rm bells: if they had their hooks in someone like Aelfric, their reach in Blebert ran deeper than she’d feared. It made her wonder—just how many others around her were secretly working for the organization? Moving forward, she’d have to tread carefully, like a cat on a hot tin roof.

    But something didn’t quite add up. Her father, Paul, had already shed his cloak of secrecy, revealing his identity and openly returning to Blebert. She, too, had revealed her identity as Riss. If the shady organization was dead set on cracking that chip, shouldn’t they havee knocking at her or her father’s door? Why were they looking for Dr. Finley instead?

    What kind of twisted game was the organization ying by sidestepping her and her father, only to focus on the elusive Dr. Finley? Shaking off her doubts, Marissa quickly shot a message to Connor.

    “Aelfric’s joined the shady organization. Watch your back.”

    Connor’s reply came almost instantly. “Got it.”

    Sitting in his chair in the study, he had just finished replying to Marissa when the butler came in to report, “Mr. Daniels, Aelfric is here to see you.”

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