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    Marissa released a small smile.


    “I’m sharing this so you can understand the threat Silver Fox represents. If that shady organization uses her against us, we’ll be in danger.”


    “I get it,” Landen responded.


    “Don’t worry, boss. I’ll proceed carefully.”


    “Good. Go ahead.”


    After seeing Landen leave, Marissa stood up to find Silver Fox.


    Despite Silver Fox’s sudden odd behavior, Marissa felt secure about the children’s safety, knowing that Rita was with them. Ever since Silver Fox had taken the children into the room, Rita had been vigntly stationed outside, ready to act on any disturbance. As Marissa approached Silver Fox’s room, Rita greeted her courteously.


    Marissa acknowledged her with a nod.


    “Heard anything unusual?”


    “Miss Swain has been engaging the children in conversation,” Rita said.


    “What’s the topic?” Marissa asked.


    “She has been sharing amusing stories. Lawrence and Lindsay seem quite entertained,ughing a lot.”


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    Marissa adjusted a setting on her phone, enhancing Rita’s surveince protocol to keep a sharper eye on Silver Fox, particrly to prevent her from harming the two children.


    Rita confirmed the new instructions emotionlessly.


    “Instructions received, boss.”


    The robot’spliance and efficiency were wless; she operated purely on themands given, never questioning the rationale. Pleased, Marissa gave Rita a reassuring pat on the shoulder before she knocked on the door.


    Silver Fox, slightly irritated, opened the door just a crack.


    “What do you need? We’re having a wonderful time. Please, only interrupt if absolutely necessary.”


    Marissa nced briefly into the room. Inside, the children were sitting happily on the sofa, their cheeks rosy with excitement. Spotting Marissa, they cheerily waved.


    “Mom!”


    Marissa responded to Silver Fox, “It’s time for dinner.”


    After checking her watch, Silver Fox agreed and reached for the children’s hands.


    “Come along, sweethearts. Dinner time.”


    The children, evidently fascinated with Silver Fox, eagerly apanied her downstairs. Marissa followed them, watching Silver Fox carefully, analyzing her every gesture and expression for clues.


    Yet, Silver Fox seemed as rxed and engaging as ever, alternating between yful banter, feigned irritation, and friendly interactions with Marissa. At the dinner table, Silver Fox was exceptionally chatty, promptingughter from everyone. This side of Silver Fox left Marissa questioning whether she truly knew her as well as she thought. All Marissa could do was keep watching.


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