?Chapter 234:
The tension in the cabin soared abruptly. ncing at Connor’s sullen expression, Domenic, Marc, and Terry looked away, their own cheeks heating up in shared difort. They silently agreed that Connor had iting
“Hey, Mr. Daniels, no hard feelings. I was actually trying to give you recognition for being kind, generous, understanding, and loyal!” Marissa said with a grin. Her unconventional method of soothing Connor surprised Domenic, Marc, and Terry
Landen burst intoughter. He had always seen his boss, ck Snake, as aloof and unapproachable, yet here she was, cracking jokes. Connor let out a resigned sigh. What else could he do?
Marissa then penned a check for 300 million dors and extended it towards Connor. “What’s this for?” Connor queried, his brow furrowed in confusion
“I keep my promises. I brought you on board, Lone Wolf, to help me take out Amiri. Now that we’ve aplished that, here’s your cut,” Marissa exined, still smiling
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Connor’s face lit up as he tucked the check away. “That settles it!” Marissa dered, pping her hands in delight
“Boss, what are you nning to do after you abandon the identity ‘ck Snake’?” Landen inquired
“I’m going to study medicine with you,” Marissa responded
“But Dr. Riss thinks you are Tiffany. Aren’t you going to rify that you’re actually Marissa?”
“I can’t reveal my true identity until I find Tiffany. It would be too much for my mother to handle right now.”
“Fair enough,” Landen agreed with a nod. “Boss, have you actually seen what Dr. Riss looks like?”
“Yes, I have.”
“And? What does she look like?”
“Incredibly beautiful.”
“Who’s the more beautiful one, Dr. Riss or you?”
“When I look at her, I think she’s more beautiful than me. And when she looks at me, she thinks I’m more beautiful than her.”
Landen was baffled, still uncertain about who was more beautiful. Marissa smiled meaningfully and asked, “Anything else you want to ask?”
“No,” Landen shook his head
“Don’t hold back. If you’ve got questions, just ask. I’m an open book,” Marissa encouraged. Shaking his head again, Landen confessed, “I’m just confused. Your answers are so cryptic, I doubt I’d get them even if I asked more.”
Hearing this exchange, Connor couldn’t suppress hisughter. Domenic, Marc, and Terry joined in, easing the tension in the cabin
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the private nended smoothly in Blebert. The ne had taken off from Daniels Manor but touched down on the rooftop of the Pce Hotel, following Connor’s unexpected directive
“Marissa, I can’t take these two children back to Daniels Manor,” Connor admitted with a sincere tone. Marissa gave a nod, her expression understanding. The presence of these children, if they were confirmed as Tiffany’s, would undoubtedly tarnish Connor’s reputation. The prospect of mockery and scandal loomedrge. After all, the head of the Daniels family could not be expected to raise another man’s children or step into the shoes of a father for them
It was Marissa who had brought the children back from the Sunrise, and the responsibility to care for them fell on her shoulders. Yet, without knowing their true lineage, it seemed imprudent to bring them directly to the Sanchez family’s home. Staying at a hotel for the time being appeared to be the wisest decision
“I’ve secured a room,” Connor informed her, handing over the room key
“Thank you,” Marissa responded, taking the key from him
Just then, the two children stirred awake. After a nap, the initial fear in their eyes seemed to fade. Upon seeing Marissa, they excitedly called out, “Mommy!”
Marissa softly stroked their heads and offered aforting smile. “Sweethearts, we’re home,” she assured them, lifting them into her arms to leave the ne
Landen trailed behind Marissa, while Connor stayed back, remaining seated. Looking around, one of the children suddenly pointed towards Connor and curiously inquired, “Isn’t Dading home with us?”
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