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    Q said, “No rush. I’ve just got the chip. My team is checking to confirm if it’s authentic. As soon as we verify it, I’ll keep my word.”


    Marissa closed the chat window, no longer wanting to engage with Q.


    Some things required patience, and hurrying wouldn’t help. Deciding it was best to rest, Marissa headed to her room to sleep. Exhausted from staying up all night, she quickly fell asleep with Connor by her side.


    Silver Fox apanied Bu to their so-called home, No. 1 Vi at Brandwood Hills.


    She had resolved to start a rtionship and have children with Bu.


    The atmosphere was tense on the first day of their union.


    Reflecting on the recent events with Lawrence and Lindsay left Silver Fox quite upset, a serious look etched on her face as she entered the vi.


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    To Silver Fox, Marissa’s troubles were her troubles as well, and she shared her feelings.


    Noticing Silver Fox’s gloom, Bu kept his distance, being very cautious not to upset her further.


    After they changed shoes at the entrance, he gently asked, “Would you like something to eat? I can make something in the kitchen.”


    Silver Fox, still in a foul mood, answered dismissively, “Why are we eating at this hour?”


    “You missed dinner,” Bu reminded her.


    It then struck Silver Fox that she had been at the hospital with Marissa since noon without eating or drinking anything, and it was now nearing midnight.


    Initially, she hadn’t felt hungry, but now that she thought about it, her stomach was ufortably empty.


    She rubbed her stomach and said indifferently, “Anything will do. I’m not fussy.”


    Bu smiled and suggested, “Okay. Just rx on the sofa for a bit. Have some snacks to tide you over. I’ll make you a bowl of beef noodles. They’ll be ready shortly.”


    Silver Fox followed his indication and saw various snacks on the coffee table, all to her liking.


    Without overthinking, she settled on the sofa, opened a bag of snacks, and began to eat.


    As she munched and pondered, time slipped by unnoticed.


    When she looked up again, Bu had set down two steaming bowls of beef noodles on the coffee table.


    He pushed one towards her and carefully handed her a fork, saying, “Let’s eat.”


    Silver Fox took the fork and tried a piece of beef.


    The vors burst in her mouth, instantly lifting her spirits. She genuinely praised him, saying, “You’re quite a good cook.”


    Seeing her spirits lift, Bu ventured a yfulment. “I’m pleased you’re enjoying it, Mrs. Hoffman. If there’s anything you’re dissatisfied with, just let me know and I’ll fix it right away.”


    “It’s already quite good,” Silver Fox replied.


    She meant it sincerely. His cooking genuinely impressed her, and she was thoroughly pleased.


    The two continued eating quietly for some time.


    As Silver Fox nearly finished her meal, Bu inquired, “What’s ck Mallow’s real name?”


    Silver Fox stopped eating and looked at him sharply.


    “What do you mean?”


    Bu was taken aback by her defensive reaction.


    He exined calmly, “I mean no offense. I’m just curious. I’ve figured out she isn’t Tiffany, so I’m puzzled about why she resembles Tiffany so much.”


    Silver Fox answered frostily, “You should avoid prying into matters that don’t concern you.”


    Bu gave a resigned shrug. “We’re married now and nning to start a family. Surely you can trust me.”


    “There are limits to what I’ll discuss, especially about ck Mallow,” Silver Fox said. “Unless she chooses to tell you herself or you uncover the truth on your own, don’t expect any information from me.”


    Bu felt a mix of frustration and disappointment. “You’re so protective of ck Mallow. Don’t you trust me at all?”


    “Let me be clear, Bu,” Silver Fox said firmly.


    “ck Mallow is my top priority. She holds the most significant ce in my life. No one, not even my grandmother, surpasses her importance, and neither will you. If I had to choose between you and ck Mallow, I wouldn’t hesitate to choose her.”


    This revtion deeply hurt Bu.


    He hadn’t anticipated that his biggest rival would be ck Mallow.


    Overwhelmed by jealousy, he asked a question he probably shouldn’t have. “Isn’t your affection for ck Mallow a bit abnormal?”


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