Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 881:

Kim must have boarded the ship secretly, evading even Q’s subordinates. But Tiffany had noticed him. Furthermore, Marissa’s arrival on the ship had been intended to remain confidential. The fact that Tiffany had managed to contact her meant that she was exceptionally well-informed. Marissa’s admiration for her twin sister grew stronger. Although they had never met, she found herself increasingly impressed by Tiffany’s resourcefulness.

To avoid leaving any evidence, Marissa tore the note into pieces and flushed it down the toilet. After ensuring there were no traces, she lay in bed for an hour before getting up and leaving the room.

Outside, several bodyguards in black stood watch. They immediately became alert when she emerged. Marissa said flatly, “I need to see Q.”

One of the guards quickly reported her request to Q. Soon, a man who resembled a butler arrived with a few bodyguards. He bowed to Marissa and said, “Please follow me, Miss Nash. I’ll take you to see Mr. Q.”

Marissa nodded and followed him. They navigated through several corridors, going upstairs and downstairs, until they finally reached a massive iron door. The door was so tightly sealed that no light could penetrate from within, creating an atmosphere that was both somber and enigmatic.

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Marissa glanced at the butler and asked, “Where are we?”

The butler’s expression remained inscrutable upon hearing Marissa’s question. He was very cautious. Instead of answering, he simply said, “Miss Nash, please proceed. Mr. Q is expecting you inside.”

The massive iron door began to slowly swing open as he finished speaking, releasing a chilling gust that surrounded them. Marissa, without posing any further questions, walked in.

Beyond the door lay a spacious chamber. Inside, a group of individuals dressed in white coats and another in black suits stood silently. However, there was no sign of Q.

As soon as Marissa entered the room, a man wearing a white coat approached her and, with a respectful tone, said, “This way, Miss Nash.”

Marissa gave a slight nod and followed him. As they made their way through the crowd, Marissa noticed that everyone seemed to be holding their breath, exuding a sense of unease. Although all seemed calm, there was an underlying tension in the air.

At the far end of the room stood a white circular arch. Unlike the solid, imposing iron door, the white arch had a futuristic design. The man in white, who had been leading the way, stopped before the arch and pressed a button nearby. The door promptly split into two sections and gradually slid apart. When the entryway was fully opened, the man gestured for Marissa to proceed. “Please go ahead, Miss Nash.”

Marissa hesitated briefly and peered inside, spotting Qnoveldrama

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