?Chapter 624:
Since Connor had already uncovered ck Mallow’s true identity, Marc and Terry dropped any pretense. They started addressing Marissa as “chief instructor” and shamelessly unted their fanboy devotion.
Marissa remained unfazed, her demeanor as indifferent as Connor’s. However, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Despite being Marc and Terry’s boss and paying them a hefty annual sry of $1.2 million, their enthusiasm for him paled inparison to their adoration for Marissa.
Still, Connor chose to keep his feelings to himself. Between spouses, there was no need to be so calctive. After all, they were family.
Marc and Terry,pletely engrossed in the thrill of seeing their chief instructor daily, were oblivious to Connor’s envy. Their thoughts were consumed by Marissa.
As soon as Marc finished speaking, Terry jumped in eagerly. “Chief instructor, Aelfric was seriously injuredst night. Silver Fox’s kick broke five of his ribs. His men had to pull him out of the pit and rush him to the hospital.”
Marc added, grinning, “He got beaten so badly, but he didn’t dare spill the beans. Instead, he imed he was in a car ident.”
Marissa smirked at this, thinking that Aelfric couldn’t havee up with amer excuse. Thest time she fractured Aelfric’s pelvis, the Warren family covered it up by iming he’d been in a car ident. Now, with his ribs broken by Silver Fox, they were trotting out the same excuse. Didn’t Aelfric worry people might start thinking he was cursed?
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“What was that big thing you just mentioned?” Marissa asked, nonchntly.
“King issued a statement,” Marc replied. “After getting your reportst night, King was livid. He never expected Aelfric to pull such a backstabbing move, so he kicked him out of the Doomsday Base.”
“Finally, a breath of fresh air,” Terry said with satisfaction.
Both Marc and Terry were pleased about Aelfric’s expulsion, but Marissa didn’t share their amusement. Instead, she picked up her phone to text Zyair.
She guessed Zyair might not be in the best spirits right now. After all, Aelfric had grown up under Zyair’s wing and was his first disciple.
Zyair had once pinned high hopes on him. Although heter realized Aelfric couldn’t live up to those expectations, he still cared for him deeply.
Zyair had never married or had children. He treated Aelfric like a son. Even if Aelfric was a troublemaker, losing him would surely weigh heavily on Zyair’s heart.
Marissa opened the chat window and kicked things off by transferring Zyair $100 million, then sent a yful message: “Old Peacock, drinks are on me.”
The transfer was swiftly epted. Zyair replied, “Having a wealthy disciple is the best. Every transfer is in millions.”
Before Marissa could respond, Zyair sent another message. “Marissa, I understand you’re trying to cheer me up with the money because you think I’m down. Don’t worry. I’ll get over it.”
Marissa sent a smiley face, keeping her thoughts to herself about Zyair and Aelfric’s rtionship. Even though Aelfric had plotted against her countless times, she had never uttered a negative word about him to Zyair.
She then typed, “I got the chip. What’s the next step?”
Zyair replied, “Well, the next step is cracking the chip’s passwords.”
Marissa typed back, “Didn’t you mentionst time that you made a big discovery about this chip?”
Zyair responded, “My big discovery is that you might be able to crack the passwords.”
Marissa twitched her lips, momentarily speechless. Old Peacock had built up such a grand mystery, only to leave her holding the bag.
She asked, “What to do after cracking the chip’s passwords?”
Zyair urged, “After that, you dive into the chip’s content. Your talents can truly benefit humanity, so let’s make every effort count.”
Marissa stifled a sigh and quietly closed the chat window. Just then, Silver Fox messaged her. “Hey, ck Snake, are you awake?”
Marissa replied, “Yep.”
Silver Fox continued, “I had nned for Rita to bring the kids over yesterday, but your sudden mission changed everything. Can you bring them over today?”
Marissa answered, “No, I’ve got something important to do with them today.”
Silver Fox asked, “What’s the important thing?”
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