Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 831:

“Elvis, I’ve taken that into account,” Marissa replied. “Based on the X-rays, it’s clear Mr. Alvarado broke many ribs back then. However, two ribs remained intact, different from the original Paul’s. Beyond just the ribs, there are several other discrepancies. After comparing all these details, I am confident they are not the same person.”

As Elvis seemed poised to challenge her further, Marissa interjected, “Please trust my expertise, Elvis. I’m Riss, a highly skilled doctor. I wouldn’t make such an obvious error.”

“I trust her!” Paul said.

After a brief pause, he looked up at Marissa and added, as if questioning her or perhaps musing to himself, “If I’m not Paul, then who am I?”

When Marissa saw Paul’s sincere yet confused expression, she nearly let slip her desire for them to take a DNA test together. But she stopped herself just in time.

She sensed that Silver Fox had a point. Although she couldn’t shake the suspicion that Paul might be her father, she realized it wasn’t the right time to mention it. What was clear to her was Paul’s undeniable tie to the chip, suggesting a strong link to her father. Still, that didn’t necessarily mean he was trustworthy.

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There was a chance Paul was entangled with that dubious organization, and his trouble fifteen years ago could be the result of his pursuit of the chip and her father.

Marissa grew increasingly curious about the trouble Paul had landed in back then, leaving him seriously hurt. Who had rescued him, given him a new identity, and allowed him to live as the pretend Paul?

That unknown individual remained in the shadows, observing as Paul climbed to prominence, amassed wealth, and gained power, yet they never showed themselves.

Marissa was eager to discover the motivations of this mysterious figure.noveldrama

With countless questions racing through her mind, Marissa tried to keep her composure and said, “Mr. Alvarado, if you truly wish to uncover your identity, the quickest and simplest path is to retrieve those missing memories.”

However, at the mention of memory recovery, Paul seemed to hit a mental block, his face darkening. Smiling softly, Marissa offered gentle encouragement.

“I know it’s hard to confront the mental barriers, but living in this uncertainty isn’t ideal, is it? You believed you were Mr. Alvarado, so it made sense you didn’t care about recovering your memories. After all, you knew where you came from. Regardless of the changes in your identity, you felt certain you were Paul from Cher Snain.”

After pausing for a moment, she pressed on, saying, “But now, it’s clear that you aren’t truly Paul. Don’t you want to find out who you actually are? What led to your serious injuries? Who helped you and established this life for you as Paul? The person who saved you and crafted this identity has likely been in the background all these years. Don’t you want to uncover their identity? Wouldn’t you want to understand why they orchestrated this life for you?”

After hearing her out, Paul finally nodded in agreement and said, “You’re right. I should try to regain my memories and learn who I truly am.”

He looked at Marissa and asked, “So, the way to restore my memories is through the hypnosis you mentioned, correct?”

“That’s right,” Marissa replied

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