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    “The kids want their mom. What can I do?” Connor’s message read.


    Rolling her eyes, Marissa barely suppressed a groan. Seriously, Connor? She had thought he’d at least feel a twinge of shame after her usations. Instead, he seemed to double down, showing no guilt and clearly ying the rogue card.


    Fine, let him be. If he wanted to lurk in the opposite private room like some jealous watchdog, so be it. She was meeting her brother openly and honestly. Connor’s petty attempts to sway her with the kids weren’t going to work.


    Squinting her eyes, she let out a coldugh. Kevin leaned back, noticing every flicker of her expressions, trying to piece together the puzzle. When the door opened earlier, he had caught a glimpse of Connor in the opposite room. Though Connor likely had no idea Kevin was the elusive leader of the Rasetsu Group, Mr. G, Kevin knew Connor well. Connor Daniels, head of the Daniels family in Blebert, was a financial magnate.


    The leader of the Rasetsu Group never showed his true face. But a financial magnate like Connor regrly graced business magazine covers. Although Kevin didn’t know the exact rtionship between Connor and Marissa, Connor’s jealous look handed him a few clues. It was amusing, to say the least.


    The legendary tycoon had a jealous bone? Who knew? “Interesting,” Kevin mused silently, ncing back at Marissa, whose fingers were still flying furiously over her phone screen. He could guess she was texting Connor. Kevin didn’t interrupt, watching her roll her eyes in frustration. He couldn’t help but smile at the drama unfolding before him.


    “What’s the matter?” he asked softly. “Nothing,” Marissa replied casually, cing her phone on the table with a bit more force than necessary. Kevin nced meaningfully at the door, then back at Marissa. “What’s going on between you and Connor?”


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    Four years ago, Kevin had mistaken Tiffany for Marissa. Despite Tiffany’s poor treatment and their failed sibling reunion, he had always kept an eye on her. He knew all about the messy situation between Tiffany and Connor. Kevin initially thought Tiffany had married the man she loved. But now, learning it wasn’t Tiffany who married Connor, he was puzzled.


    Without hiding anything, Marissa exined her rtionship with Tiffany and how she ended up marrying Connor by ident. Kevin listened intently, his brow furrowing thoughtfully. “So, you and Connor are going to divorce?” he asked. “Yes,” she replied with a slight nod. “We got married by mistake due to a misunderstanding, so naturally, we will get divorced.”


    Kevin nodded, indicating his understanding. “Are the two kids Tiffany’s children with someone else?” “Yes,” Marissa confirmed. “We still don’t know who their father is.” A moment of silence passed between them before Marissa looked up at Kevin and asked, “Kevin, when did you meet Tiffany and mistake her for me?”


    “It was also a misunderstanding,” Kevin began, his fingers tracing the rim of his ss. “Ever since I gained independence, I’ve been looking for you, trying to find any trace of you. All the clues pointed to Tiffany in Blebert. So, I came to Blebert to find Tiffany.”


    He paused, his eyes distant as he recalled the events. “When I arrived in Blebert, I found out Tiffany had been punished by Sansa and sent to the countryside to reflect. So, I went to the countryside to find her and sessfully met her.”


    Kevin sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “But when I told Tiffany who I was, she scolded me harshly, saying she was ashamed to have a brother like me.” Kevin trailed off, his voice heavy with the memory. Marissa could guess what had happened next. After being scolded by Tiffany, Kevin thought his sister no longer wanted him as her brother and was left heartbroken.


    Although deeply hurt, he still worried about her. He kept an eye on her, protecting her from the shadows until today when he finally met his real sister and reunited with her. Kevin shook his head in confusion. “I don’t understand why Tiffany acted that way. Since she isn’t you, she should have treated me as a stranger. But she scolded me and said those words.”


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