?Chapter 229:
Not only had Marissa and Connor managed to rid themselves of Amiri, but they also ensured everyone’s safe departure. The expedition had been a resounding sess. However, unexpectedly, they returned with two four-year-olds in tow. From the moment they boarded Connor’s private jet, everyone’s gaze was fixed on the children, treating them almost like exotic specimens
Having endured a series of ordeals recently, the children found the scrutiny of these strangers overwhelming. Clinging to Marissa’s legs, they soughtfort and a sense of safety in her presence. Connor, in particr, seemed to intimidate them. His eyes, cold and piercing, felt threatening to them, as if he harbored intentions of harm. Each time their gazes met his, a shiver of fear ran through them
Marissa observed the intensity in Connor’s gaze and felt a pang of helplessness. It appeared he had little affection for children, and she knew she couldn’t force him to feel otherwise. She suspected that his displeasure might stem from a deeper issue. If the children were indeed Tiffany’s, it would suggest to everyone that he had been betrayed, a notion undoubtedly humiliating for him
Domenic, Marc, and Terry also watched the children with keen interest yet remained silent, picking up on their boss’s foul mood. However, their thoughts diverged from Marissa’s. Judging from Mr. Daniels’ expression, they were not worried that these two children were Tiffany’s, but rather that they might actually be Marissa’s. They considered that Mr. Daniels’ distress might not be about disliking Marissa’s children per se, but rather the implication that she had been involved with another man. Connor would have been overjoyed to have children with Marissa himself
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Observing the two adorable children, Domenic, Marc, and Terry were torn. They were eager to show their admiration for such beautiful and intelligent kids, yet they hesitated. If these children turned out to be Marissa’s with another man, any disy of affection could lead to serious repercussions from Connor
Landen, on the other hand, reacted differently. Ever since heid eyes on the children, he had been overtly kind and eager to win their favor. Once the children settled on the sofa next to Marissa, Landen approached and took a seat beside them. He gently tapped Marissa on the shoulder and whispered, “Boss, are these kids really yours?”
Marissa shot him a sharp look. “I haven’t been with any man. How could they possibly be mine?”
Landen paused for a moment before asking again, “Not yours?”
“Absolutely not!” Marissa responded emphatically
Her firm denial seemed to lift a weight off Connor’s shoulders, brightening his expression significantly. Domenic, Marc, and Terry also felt a sense of relief and began to flock around the children. Domenic leaned in closer and asked warmly, “Sweeties, are you hungry? Would you like something tasty to eat?”
The little girl nodded and replied boldly, “Yes.”
“Me too!” the little boy eximed, clutching his stomach
“Get them something to eat,” Connormanded without hesitation. Shortly after, the staff served two fried steaks, two servings of Italian pasta, two vegetable sds, and two sses of juice. The children, evidently famished, devoured their meals quickly
Feeling more amiable, Connor strolled over and took a seat on the sofa across from the kids. The group of adults looked on, observing the children as though they were small, curious animals. Marissa was sitting close to the kids, gently dabbing their mouths with a tissue now and then. Though she was certain they weren’t her own, her affection for them was evident
Landen, watching the children intently, turned to Marissa and remarked, “You say they aren’t your kids, but don’t you think they bear a resemnce to you?”
“I’ve thought the same. They might actually be Tiffany’s kids,” Marissa responded
“What?” Landen’s confusion was palpable. “Boss, I’m lost here. Aren’t you Tiffany?”
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