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Connor had harbored this secret deep within himself for a long time, never sharing it with anyone. He hadn’t taken it seriously before, believing it had no real effect on his life.
Yet, everything changed when he discovered Marissa was ck Mallow, the chief instructor at Doomsday Base. Suddenly, the secret took on immense significance, leaving Connor bewildered.
The secret was tied to his martial arts teacher, Kristine Peny. When he was three years old, his grandmother enrolled him in martial arts sses with Kristine, a young and vibrant woman of just thirty.
Connor had always assumed Kristine would eventually marry and have children. But now, passing fifty, she remained single and had never dated.
Throughout her life, Connor was her sole student. Kristine imparted every skill she knew to him and treated him like her own son. Thanks to her devotion, Connor grew up under her protection, thwarting any attempts on his life. He viewed Kristine as a second mother, and their bond was strong.
When he was eighteen, Kristine chose to live in seclusion and avoid all contact with others. Before she withdrew, she made a request of him, which he epted without a second thought.
Kristine expressed her joy at his promise but sternly cautioned him that breaking his word would mean no longer being her student. She would personallye to dismiss him and sever their ties.
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Her request was specific: Connor could never befriend the male sessor of the King of Doomsday Base, nor could he marry the female sessor. Connor was puzzled when Kristine made her request, but he agreed without much thought.
At that time, he believed that since there was no shortage of remarkable men in the world, he could form friendships with others instead of the sessor of the King of Doomsday Base. Simrly, the world was full of extraordinary women, so there was no necessity to marry the sessor if she were a woman.
Yet, his heart was now set on ck Mallow, the sessor of the King of Doomsday Base. With these thoughts in mind, Connor looked up at the ceiling and sighed deeply.
He pondered whether Kristine would react violently and sever their ties if she discovered his current wife was ck Mallow, the sessor of the King.
Kristine held a ce in his heart as sacred as that of his own mother. He could endure a beating from her, but the thought of losing their connection was unbearable.
A frown creased Connor’s brow as he felt troubled. He couldn’t stop wondering about the connection between Kristine and Doomsday Base and why she was so insistent on him making such amitment. Such thoughts threatened his peace of mind.
Lost in his turbulent thoughts, Connor continued walking. As he was about to enter his office, he noticed Mare and Terry standing in the corridor, staring at him.
Seeing the two bodyguards instantly annoyed Connor. In fact, he was envious. Marc and Terry had been in his employ for several years. Connor was confident he had treated them well, paying each a handsome annual sry of $1.2 million without ever dying their wages.
Yet, they had kept Marissa’s confession of being ck Mallow from him. He felt betrayed, and his anger simmered beneath the surface.
This unspoken fury caused him to re at Marc and Terry with such intensity that they could feel the tension in the air. Cold sweat began to bead on their foreheads as they sensed the danger in his look.
Terry whispered to Marc, “Marc, why is Mr. Daniels looking at us like that? Am I seeing things? He looks like he wants to kill us and chop us up.”
Marc responded in a hushed tone, “You’re not imagining things. He does have that look.”
Terry took a sharp breath. “What could we have possibly done to upset him?”
Marc let out a cautious sigh. “I have no clue.”
As they exchanged whispers, Connor beckoned them with a crooked finger. Despite their trembling, the two bodyguardsplied, walking towards their boss with apprehension.
With forced smiles, they asked, “What can we do for you, Mr. Daniels?”
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