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    Since she disyed no suspicion, he felt at ease and strode confidently to her side.


    ncing at the dense lines of code on herputer screen, he noticed she hadn’t fully cracked the chip’s passwords yet.


    “How’s it going?” he inquired softly.


    “I’ve only managed to crack a small part,” Marissa responded. “The person who designed this chip is incredibly brilliant. It’s no small feat to crack its passwords. I need more time and deep thought.”


    “Do you need my help?” Connor offered.


    “For now, I can manage,” Marissa replied yfully. “If I need help, I won’t hesitate to call on the great Mr. Daniels. Having assistance so close by is a luxury I won’t overlook.”


    “Haha…” Connorughed gently. Their easy and harmonious interaction lifted his spirits.


    “Shall we go for dinner?” he suggested.


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    “No, I have an appointment tonight,” she replied.


    “With whom?” Connor asked curiously.


    Connor’s eyebrow arched, his curiosity piqued.


    “It’s a man?” he asked, his voiceced with suspicion.


    “Yeah.”


    “Can you at least tell me if it’s a man or a woman?”


    “A man,” Marissa responded promptly.


    The moment those words left her lips, Connor’s face darkened with irritation. The thought of his wife having an evening appointment with another man while he was left in the dark about his identity clearly troubled him.


    This wasn’t good at all, and it left Connor feeling aggrieved.


    Leaning closer, he gripped the sides of Marissa’s chair.


    “Why are you meeting him?” he asked, his voice tinged with impatience.


    Marissa, unaware of Connor’s mounting frustration, answered calmly, “We’re just having dinner together.”


    “Just dinner?”


    “And to catch up.”


    “Did you know each other before?”


    “Yes, I’ve known him for many years,” Marissa said.


    “Are you two very close?”


    “Yes.”


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