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Chapter 845:

Paul’s eyes widened in shock. “Kevin? The one you met at the refugee camp in BIO Grein before you were…”

“Exactly.” Marissa nodded, her voice full of emotion. “He had risked everything to protect me back then. I spent eighteen years searching for him, and it turns out he was right there with you all along.”

“Well, that’s something,” Paul said, overwhelmed by a rush of feelings. “Kevin put his life on the line for you back then, and somehow, I ended up saving him when he needed it most. This has got to be fate playing its hand.”

“Dad, I’ve got a favor to ask,” Marissa said, her tone earnest. “Kevin is like a real brother to me, and he doesn’t have anyone in this world but me. Can you treat him as your own son? I want us to be a family again—no more divisions, no more separations.”

“Absolutely,” Paul replied.

“Kevin is like a son to me, even though we never really used those exact words. I thought he’d take over everything when I was gone, but he’s not interested in that. He’s set on making his own mark.

And let me tell you, he’s very capable—he turned the Rasetsu Group into a global powerhouse, which has been a tremendous boost for me.

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Despite his odd character, he’s always been genuine and respectful, unlike Clarissa, who’s all sweet talk but hides a web of schemes.”

At the mention of Clarissa, Marissa’s expression tightened for a moment. She had a deep-seated aversion to Clarissa.

She understood that Clarissa, having been raised by Paul, shared a deep bond with him, so she was keen on avoiding any direct confrontation with Clarissa to prevent putting Paul in a tricky spot.

So, hearing Paul’s words, Marissa managed a strained smile and kept her thoughts to herself.

Yet, Paul brought Clarissa up once more.

Paul asked, “Marissa, do you harbor any hatred for Clarissa?”

Marissa paused briefly before responding, “I used to despise her, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Everything’s in the past. I’ve dealt with and vented my frustrations. You shouldn’t worry about our past conflicts.”

Paul, understanding the depth of Marissa’s past pain, felt a surge of empathy for her. Despite never providing her with the fatherly love or protection she deserved, and despite the deep wounds he had inflicted, she held no resentment toward him. She even endured Clarissa’s presence, sparing him any further heartache.

He had missed out on Marissa’s entire childhood, and he was determined not to let her suffer any further. After pondering for a moment, he made a decision and summoned Elvis.

“Mr. Alvarado, what do you need?” Elvis asked promptly.noveldrama

With a grave expression, Paul asked, “Elvis, it was at a BIO Grein dump where I found Clarissa, correct?”

“Yes, Mr. Alvarado,” Elvis responded.

“Then take her back to square one,” Paul commanded, his expression unreadable. “Everything she possesses was provided by me, and I intend to reclaim it all. She will depart with nothing more than the clothes she is wearing.”

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