Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1576 - 1548: Final Game Discussing Serious Matters

Chapter 1576: Chapter 1548: Final Game Discussing Serious Matters

Third Senior Brother felt immense pressure, knowing there was no turning back the moment Kiara spoke.

By now, he had no choice but to recite the question that the Mysterious Man had given him, as per Kiara’s instruction.

The problem was highly specialized, so much so that as soon as he presented it, the entire panel of judges was confounded.

Several judges with deeper experience were shocked speechless when they heard Spencer Tatum bring up this question.

Those who had heard of this problem were all illustrious figures within the industry; such experiments had been halted midway and all research materials destroyed. It was unsolvable then, how could anyone know the answer now?

When Trevor Brown, the Fake Mysterious, heard the question, his reaction was even more intense. His entire demeanor bordered on madness, and despite the mask, everyone could feel his massive emotional turmoil.

Chaos reigned on the Mysterious Man’s side, while on Kiara’s side, everyone broke out in cold sweat.

Playing this trump card had caught the other side off guard, but even they were not completely sure of themselves.

Life is a huge gamble.

The chaos on the Mysterious Man’s side lasted for several tense seconds, until Third Brother pressed further on Kiara’s cue.

"So, you can’t answer it?"

"No, you’re making things up! This is impossible! How could you possibly know this?" the Mysterious Man demanded emotionally.

"You just need to say whether you can answer it or not."

Charles Norris ’Norris Grandfather’ couldn’t answer this question.

Although he had been covertly researching for years, working behind the back of the international academic community and disregarding industry conventions, the sad truth was that he had made almost no progress over the years.

But what truly tormented Thomas Norris ’Norris Celestial’ about this problem, and what caused him to panic and lose composure in public, was another reason—it was the last collaboration he had with his beloved wife.

Since there was never another chance afterward, this experiment held a particularly special significance for Thomas Norris.

After being provocatively questioned by Spencer Tatum time and again, Thomas Norris finally snapped.

"This is against the rules, this question has no answer. What does it matter if I can’t answer it? You can’t either. And you could ask the panel of judges—can any of them answer it? Can anyone in the world today answer it?"

If she were still here, perhaps they could together stand a chance at solving it, but she’s been gone for so long. How could this question re-emerge at this time?

Trevor Brown believed so firmly that what he couldn’t know was also beyond anyone else’s grasp.

But, Spencer Tatum had given him a profound shock.

"There is an answer to this question."

Gasps~~~~

Upon hearing this claim, everyone watching worldwide was shocked.

All the judges were astounded; could such a problem akin to the chicken or the egg debate, that had been unresolved for so long, actually have an answer?

"Impossible!!!" Thomas Norris flatly refused to accept it.

"I’ll tell you the answer, it is..."

Spencer Tatum, following Kiara’s briefing, recited a string of data. Trevor Brown, the impostor, quickly took notes. Halfway through, his face turned pale.

The onlooking professionals invested in this unprecedented battle all held their breath, awaiting the answer.

Many were recording; and as Spencer Tatum spoke nearly half of it with composure, Thomas Norris couldn’t contain himself any longer.

"Stop talking!"

His interruption invited dissatisfaction from the onlookers, who were listening intently to the critical moment. What are you babbling about?

"I haven’t finished yet," Spencer Tatum said.

"No more talking, I concede this round, release the hostages!"

Even Kiara hadn’t expected that the opponent would retreat without a fight.

Even the judges felt unsatisfied, everyone wanted to hear Spencer Tatum finish the topic, so someone spoke out.

"Mysterious Man, why won’t you let him finish?"

Thomas Norris was now in a difficult position; Spencer Tatum had chosen this as the critical gamble, and it was very cunning of him. Norris only needed to hear the beginning to know that this experiment was the same one he conducted with his beloved wife years ago.

These top-secret data were only known by him and his wife. If Spencer Tatum continued, and if it were true, then it would mean their years of hard work and secrets had been exposed.

Although Norris knew the data might be fabricated, a mere ploy by the opponent, he couldn’t take that risk.

One reason that convinced him Spencer Tatum was telling the truth was that the top-secret data were known only to him and his late wife. How could this information, memorized only in their minds, have leaked out?

So, despite his disbelief, the fact was right before his eyes: someone had indeed replicated their experiment from years ago. How Spencer Tatum came to know this was beyond anyone’s guess, but it was better to silence one man than to let it be broadcast worldwide. With so many watching the competition, once the secret was out, even his powerful reach wouldn’t be able to salvage the situation.

Therefore, Thomas Norris backed down, admitting defeat before Spencer Tatum could finish.

According to the rules of the competition, the second group of hostages and Mario Yuno should now be released.

Kiara had been tense throughout, but seeing Third Senior Brother finally win, she breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa.

The display of strength had all been a facade; only now that she knew her husband was safe could Mrs. Kiara relax.

Having won two of the three rounds, only the last battle remained, and this time she would participate personally.

Kiara couldn’t wait to call Mario Yuno; she needed to confirm that he was unharmed and that he had been released.

There was still some time before the third round began, and Kiara quickly took the opportunity to call Mario Yuno.

The phone was picked up quickly, and his magnetic "hello" came through the speaker. Kiara’s Tears were on the brink of overflowing—though they’d been apart for only a short while, it felt like a lifetime.

The days apart were torturous; she really didn’t know how she had endured it, especially the last round which was extremely nerve-wracking. Kiara felt like going insane with every step, so hearing his voice truly sounded as melodious and moving as a siren’s call.

"Kiara, I’m fine."

"Are you out yet?"

"I’m on my way out; they’ve released me."

"Then you—"

"Kiara! You have to believe me, that woman was not my doing, she just insisted on sitting on my lap. I am innocent; she even tried to kiss me forcibly! My gosh, it was so revolting I almost threw up the Hot Pot I had in my throat!"

What was originally a tense atmosphere, with a sense of relief of having survived a calamity, was completely thrown off by his nonsensical comment.

Three black lines seemed to appear on Kiara’s forehead. My goodness, can you be serious for once?

After his rant, Mario Yuno’s tone became serious.

"Kiara, next, I need to talk to you about something important!"

Kiara hastily gathered her focus. It’s time for serious business!!