?Chapter 217:
Caught off guard by Marissa’s question, Connor guiltily touched his nose. He had hoped to keep up his act a bit longer, but she had already figured out he was Lone Wolf
“What’s your guess on Paul’s decision?” he asked, attempting to steer the conversation elsewhere
However, Marissa was already flexing her wrists. “Mr. Lone Wolf, I’m truly sorry. ording to the rules, since I’ve epted Amiri’s task, I must fulfill it, no matter what,” she stated firmly
Connor shed a conciliatory smile. “So, are you going to behead me now?”
Marissa nodded resolutely. “Absolutely. I have toplete this mission before Paul decides to throw me into the sea, or my reputation as ck Snake will suffer.”
“Well, heh.” Connor chuckled. He was confident she wouldn’t actually behead him, but he wasn’t entirely sure she wouldn’t rough him up a bit. Her temper was notorious, after all
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No one intervened. The man who had been masquerading as Lone Wolf finally removed his hat and mask, relishing the freedom to breathe openly again. Domenic, Marc, and Terry observed their boss with amusement. Landen stood frozen, shock stering his features as the revtions sunk in. The idea that Marissa was his boss, the famous ck Snake, was startling enough. But discovering Connor as the legendary Lone Wolf left him utterly dumbfounded. He found himself face to face with his two idols in the mercenary world! A whirlwind of excitement, shock, and joy surged through him, rendering him speechless and foolish in his awe
Meanwhile, Marissa raised her fist to strike Connor. However, the opening of the Starlight Hall’s door interrupted her. She paused, her muscles rxing slightly. All eyes in the room shifted towards the door. Elvis, nked by a group of bodyguards d in ck, stepped back into the Starlight Hall with a grave expression. Marissa and Connor moved towards him in unison. After a moment of intense staring, Elvis extended a formal invitation
“Mr. Daniels, Mrs. Daniels, Mr. Alvarado requests your presence.”
Paul was on the Sunrise? This piece of information caught everyone off guard. Although Paul’s name was known to all, his whereabouts had always remained a mystery. He was almost a mythological presence, a figure woven into the collective consciousness, never assuming a tangible form. The prospect of actually meeting him seemed beyond anyone’s wildest dreams
Without exchanging a word but sharing a knowing look, Marissa and Connor epted the inevitability of their situation and made their way towards the door. As some in the room made to follow, Elvis blocked their path, spreading his arms wide
“Everyone else will remain here in the Starlight Hall,” he directed firmly
Domenic said immediately, “I am Mr. Daniels’ assistant. We cannot be separated!”
Marc and Terry chimed in together, “We are Mr. Daniels’ personal bodyguards. We have to stay close to him!”
Landen stepped forward with urgency. “I can’t be apart from my boss!”
“Mr. Alvarado isn’t someone just anyone can meet,” Elvis remarked, his smile fading into a frosty expression. “I understand your loyalty to your bosses, but here on the Sunrise, Mr. Alvarado calls the shots. If Mr. Alvarado decides it’s the end for Mr. and Mrs. Daniels, your presence won’t make any difference. But don’t worry. Should anything happen to Mr. and Mrs. Daniels, I’ll inform you right away. At that point, anyone willing to share their fate is free to join them in the sea.”
After Elvis’ stern deration, all eyes turned to Marissa and Connor, waiting for their direction. Marissa offered Landen a reassuring smile. “Just wait here for me.”
“But, boss—” Landen began, only to be silenced by her raised hand. “You’ve already gone against my wishes once. I won’t tolerate another incident.”
Landen, realizing his mistake, lowered his head in guilt. While Marissa remainedposed, Connor’s expression was notably stern as he turned to address Domenic, Marc, and Terry
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