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    Marissa stared at him, utterly speechless. She pressed her hands against his chest, attempting to push him away, but he didn’t budge. He stood there, immovable, as solid and unyielding as a mountain.


    She was left with no option but to let him hold her. “Connor, what do you actually know about Everett?”


    Connor shrugged lightly, his voice carrying a hint of indifference. “I’ve hardly seen him before. Everett moved overseas with his grandfather at a young age and has seldom been back to Blebert. He’s been off my radar, really, so my knowledge about him is quite sparse.”


    “Was today the first time you’ve seen him as an adult?”


    “That’s correct,” Connor affirmed with a nod.


    Marissa paused thoughtfully before probing further. “What struck you the most about him when you saw him?”


    Connor’s lips curled into a slight smirk. “He’s not particrly striking. Some argue his looks could match mine, but I find him considerably less appealing. Frankly, he’s rather in. I can’t imagine any woman taking an interest in him unless her vision waspromised.”


    With a dramatic eye roll, Marissa sighed. Love rivals always seemed toe with ws out. Connor, of course, was no exception, spinning his own web of lies to make Everett look bad.


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    Despite what Connor said, Everett’s appearance was certainly notckingpared to his.


    Yet, she chose not to engage in a futile debate over something so petty.


    After rolling her eyes, she responded with a calm, collected voice, “What about his other qualities?”


    It seemed Connor’s denigration of Everett had somewhat lifted his spirits. With a more rxed demeanor, he asked, “What else would you like to know?”


    “Tell me everything,” Marissa said. “What was your first impression of him?”


    Connor didn’t hold back. “Everett seemspletely impotent,” he dered with a snort. “Anyone who ends up with him might as well be a widow. No joy in marriage, no kids—nothing.”


    Marissa’s jaw dropped in disbelief. She fixed Connor with a piercing look and demanded, “Can you stop joking around for just a minute?”


    Connor’sugh was soft, tinged with mischief. “Okay, okay, I’ll cut it out. But really, why are you so curious about my first impression of Everett? Is there something you’re hinting at?”


    Marissa leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I’ve got this nagging feeling that there’s more to Everett than meets the eye. He could be hiding some incredible secrets or even a remarkable past. I’m trying to figure out if I’m right.”


    Connor’s demeanor shifted to one of seriousness. “You know, I’m on the same page. His abrupt return to Blebert to assume control of the Brock family doesn’t seem straightforward at all.”


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