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Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 609
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Chapter 609: If it had been any other girl, being given the opportunity to becsuch a powerful figure's daughter, she would have jumped at the chance as if she'd won the lottery.

Smight have even dreamt of becoming Paul's daughter, like Clarissa, and would have felt anxious and troubled if not acknowledged.

But when Paul asked Marissa again, she just smiled and said, "Not interested." Paul shrugged helplessly. "With all I have to offer, you're not interested?" Marissa replied with a smirk, “Indeed, not interested." She said this to tactfully ease Paul's awkwardness. It wasn't that she scoffed at Paul's offer; rather, she had no habit of accepting others as her father. After all, she already had a father.

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Moreover, her biological father's fate was currently unknown. Her priority was to investigate his situation, not to adopt a new father halfway through.

Morε updates in GalIf her father were still alive, Marissa planned to bring him hand care for him. If he had passed away, she would bring his remains back to Blebert so he could rest in his homeland.

Although Marissa seemed cheerful every day, laughing and chatting with everyone, she was actually in constant torment inside.

Paul knew she didn't truly disdain his offer. It was actually about her integrity. She didn't like accepting others as her father, no matter how powerful or wealthy they were.

The more integrity she displayed, the more Paul found himself drawn to her. He found her undeniably charming. Everything she said or did seemed perfectly agreeable to him, and he even entertained the wild notion of bequeathing all his achievements to her.

Marissa might think he was out of his mind, and he couldn't help but feel unhinged himself. He was smitten with a girl he had just met and even wished he could give her everything he possessed.

Sadly, in his lifetime, he had never been blessed with a daughter who was as beautiful, intelligent, and delightful as Marissa was. If he had, all his dreams would have ctrue. But alas, a daughter was not among his blessings.

"No, I don't know him," Marissa replied.

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Although Black Snake had sconnections with the Rasetsu Group, she genuinely didn't know their leader. All she knew was that his nwas Mr. G, and nothing more. Her interactions with them had been minimal.

When Marissa first dove into the mercenary world, she didn't start by founding the Black Snake team. Instead, she roamed as a lone warrior, catching the keen eye of Mr. G. He recruited her, and she allowed her nto be tied to the Rasetsu Group.

Despite her nbeing linked to the Rasetsu Group, she never got involved in their business or mingled with their members. Her activities were never constrained by the Rasetsu Group in any way.

As twent on, Marissa and Mr. G developed a mutual understanding. Her accomplishments were credited to the Rasetsu Group, enhancing their reputation, but they never meddled in her affairs. Even when she decided to retire, Mr. G didn't question her decision, allowing her the freedom to do as she pleased.

Paul was taken aback when Marissa claimed she didn't know the leader of the Rasetsu Group. "You once worked under Kevin; how could you not know him? Sure, he's eccentric, but you must know something about him.”

Marissa smiled. "I truly don't know him. Back then, he recruited me, so I allowed the nBlack Snake to be tied to the Rasetsu Group. But I never met Mr. G, and he never dared to control me."

Hearing this, Paul also smiled. "I get it now. Kevin is quite shrewd. He actively recruited you because admired you ted admired your skills and feared you might join another organization and beca formidable rival."

Marissa was never keen on Mr. G's recruitment intentions initially. She m only agreed to align herself with the Rasetsu Group because, at that time, it was a principled organization that kept its hands clean. Now, her burning question was whether Mr. G, the head of the Rasetsu Group, was the Kevin she'd been tirelessly searching for