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    Normally brash and reckless, Silver Fox found her confidence waning. The moment she recognized her error in mistaking Bu for someone else, she knew she had unleashed a major disaster. This realization hadpelled her to awaken ck Snake in the wee hours, seeking assistance to mitigate the fallout.


    Reflecting on her actions with a mix of regret and anxiety, she timidly inquired of Marissa, “What should we do now?”


    Marissa didn’t rush her response to Silver Fox’s question. Instead, she carefullyid out her concerns.


    “There is something that doesn’t quite add up for me,” she began. “Bu was an international special forces operative, trained to the highest standards. His willpower and vignce are exceptional.


    Even if he was inebriated, it’s imusible that he wouldn’t resist at all. Yet, you said he endured your beating, was bound, and humiliated without any resistance? That’s utterly preposterous.”


    Silver Fox, looking remorseful, replied, “To ensure everything proceeded without a hitch, we dispersed a sedative mist through the gap beneath the door before we entered his room.”


    Marissa pressed on, skeptical.


    “What sort of sedative mist? Bu, as a top-tier mercenary, has been rigorously trained against such measures. Ordinary mists wouldn’t affect him.


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    Considering you initially aimed to incapacitate Ernst, it seems unlikely you’d use anything special, right?”


    Silver Fox, shifting uneasily, admitted, “Actually, it was a special kind of mist. It was the muscle rxant you created. It doesn’t knock a person out, but it does render thempletely helpless.”


    Marissa’s expression hardened. “You used the muscle rxant I developed to subdue Bu?” she asked sharply.


    This muscle rxant was crafted solely by ck Snake, standing out much like her signature weapon—a circr de.


    If even a hint of this muscle rxant were detected at a crime scene, it would unmistakably point to ck Snake’s involvement.


    Using this muscle rxant to incapacitate Bu basically broadcasted that ck Snake was responsible.


    Overwhelmed by the implications of Silver Fox’s actions, Marissa couldn’t help but tap her forehead in vexation. “Are you holding a grudge against me? It feels like you’re trying to get me killed!”


    Silver Fox, with a quiver in her voice, responded defensively, “All I wanted was to teach Ernst a lesson. He seems so feeble that I didn’t bother to prepare thoroughly. I just headed straight to the hotel to tie him up without bringing any drugs.


    But upon seeing all the surveince, I realized I couldn’t just barge in—I needed to quietly subdue Ernst first, yet I had no drugs with me. Desperately, I resorted to using your muscle rxant in the room.


    I assumed Ernst, being uninformed, wouldn’t recognize the rxant. I figured after the lesson, he’d be too scared to talk about it and it would never get ck Snake involved.”


    Frustration creased Silver Fox’s brow as she continued. “Who could have guessed my assistant would mess up the room numbers, and I’d end up incapacitating Bu?”


    Speechless and ring at Silver Fox, Marissa couldn’t hold back her irritation.


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