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Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 92
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Chapter 92: "Enough already. Stop!" Korbin's voice quivered with fear "What's got you so scared?" Despite the urgency in his tone, Betty didn't seem to take the matter seriously "It's been years, and those people haven't shown up again. They've probably forgotten all about that little wretch by now." Korbin's reply was laced with anxiety. "It doesn't matter how much thas passed. We must never talk about it. If we provoke them, it could be the end for our whole family." Betty fell silent for a moment before conceding. "You're right. We shouldn't talk about it. Besides, Marissa keeps sending us money. Her identity and origins don't really matter." "Dad, Mom, who are you talking about?" Denise interjected, curiosity piqued Fresh content live now gVlnovs"I have no idea who they are, but they're scary. Let's not talk about them anymore," Korbin cautioned After their conversation ceased, silence enveloped the apartment. Outside, Marissa stood upright, her expression tight with concern. From Betty's words, she discovered that they had been coerced into adopting her. They didn't know who had forced them or who she was. It was merely chance that they shared the slast nMemories from her early childhood resurfaced in her mind. Usually, young children struggle to recall their earliest years. Yet, Marissa's memories were vivid, etched into her mind due to the daily struggles of that period. Each day's pain and terror were indelibly imprinted At the age of four, tragedy struck when her adoptive parents, refugees in Blo Grein, perished in an explosion. Subsequently, her ten-year-old brother assumed the role of her guardian. Despite the constant threat of death, her brother clung to a hopeful outlook on life and defiantly battled their harsh fate. He always saved the best portions of food for her, often going hungry or eating only her scraps. When she was too tired to walk, he carried her on his back. At night, when sleep eluded her, he would soothe her with stories. Whenever they were harassed, he would defiantly wield his steel knife, ready to fight, undeterred even by adults. No matter the peril, he stood firm During each terrifying blast or whenever she witnessed someone's death nearby, her brother would reassure her with unwavering resolve, "Don't be afraid. We will survive this war." She vividly recalled the days of being without a home. Hunger, fear, and the shadow of death were constant companions. Yet, her brother's valor instilled in her a profound sense of joy and optimism about the future Then cthe day when individuals dressed in suits located them, claiming they had found her parents and intended to take her away from Blo Grein. She was reluctant to leave her brother behind, but he encouraged her earnestly, arguing that reuniting with her parents was preferable to their nomadic existence. Clinging to his sleeve, she received his promise. "Don't worry. I'll make sure we meet again." Desperate, she pleaded with the suited individuals to take her brother too, but they refused, citing rules. Powerless against their fate, she tearfully bid her brother farewell, insisting he keep his promise. Later, she traveled to Adagend with Korbin and Betty. Since then, she had never heard any news about her brother

As she grew older, she finally had the opportunity to return to Blo Grein.

She tried every possible way to locate her brother, but to no avail. It was as avail. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. No one knew whether he was alive or dead. For years, she clung to the hope that he would appear and fulfill his promise. She never dared sever ties with Korbin and his family, fearing that losing that connection would mean her brother could never find her

As Marissa snapped out of her reverie, tears streamed down her face. She yearned for her brother, Kevin Vaughn. His handsand el wise image remained vivid in her mind. Then, as if by fate, she received a message from Silver Fox: "Hey, Black Snake, haven't you always wantedto find a guy named Kevin Vaughn from Blo Grein? I have news!"