NovelEnglishChapter 152: Terry shouted, "Oh shit!" and hurried to get upstairs. Domenic and Marc immediately stopped him. "Terry, Mr. Daniels and Marissa have already gone to bed. What are you going to do upstairs?" Terry looked visibly worried. "Did you forget? Black Snake has accepted Amiri's task. Mr. Daniels is in danger if he's with her." Both Domenic and Marc gazed at him, unable to speak. “Ahem," Domenic finally said with a chuckle. “I think you're worrying over nothing." "Why?" Terry asked, his confusion evident "Think about it," Marc urged, giving Terry a light tap on the head. "It's clear to everyone that Mr. Daniels adores Marissa. Every tshe tricks him into giving her money, he seems happy to play the fool. Does Marissa really need to go to the extrof harming Mr. Daniels to get two billion dollars from Amiri? If she wanted money, all she'd have to do is ask." "You're right." Terry had a sudden understanding, coupled with a bit of confusion. "Then why did she accept Amiri's mission?" Domenic explained, “Marissa probably feared that other influential figures might claim the mission before her. She took it on to protect Mr. Daniels." At that moment, Domenic realized the reason behind Connor's cheerful demeanor in the car earlier. He figured that Connor must have discovered Black Snake's true identity and grasped Marissa's motives. Even a formidable business magnate like Connor, when in love, could not help but revel in the subtle attentions from the woman he admired secretly. To Domenic, it seemed that beneath it all, Connor was just another man Upon digesting Domenic's insights, Terry felt a wave of relief wash over him. "With both Black Snake and Lone Wolf guarding Mr. Daniels, I'm much more comfortable about our journey on the Sunrise." Peering through the glass window, Marc observed the man in black standing on the lawn and questioned, "Do you guys really think that's Lone Wolf? He certainly looks impressive, yet somehow he doesn't quite fit the legend." "I doubt Mr. Daniels would bother with a fake Lone Wolf," Terry mused, though he also seemed skeptical. "But this man in black doesn't match the legendary Lone Wolf I envision. The true Lone Wolf should be as formidable as Mr. Daniels himself." Domenic, ever the astute one, mulled it over and eventually concurred with Marc's doubts. "I'm beginning to suspect this Lone Wolf is an imposter too." Terry was still puzzled. "Why would Mr. Daniels hire a fake Lone Wolf?" Domenic stroked his chin thoughtfully before responding, "If Mr. Daniels had enlisted the real Lone Wolf, he would've broadcasted it to deter any adversaries. But he didn't. Only we and Marissa are privy to his hiring of Lone Wolf. Shortly after he told Marissa that this person was Lone Wolf, Mr. Daniels verified Black Snake's identity. It seems Mr. Daniels' intent was to test Marissa, and the outcrevealed the true face behind Black Snake." The realization struck Marc and Terry like a bolt of lightning. Connor had been acting with precision and intelligence. Terry, intrigued, voiced his thoughts. "How did Mr. Daniels cto suspect that Marissa was Black Snake?"
Domenic responded, "Mr. Daniels figured out it was Marissa through Lone Wolf that which boldly suggests that Mr. Daniels himself is Lone Wolf."
Marc and Terry were astounded. Could it really be possible that their two idols in the mercenary world, Black Snake and Lone Wolf, were the scouple living right above them now? Joy and surprise overwhelmed e Maro and ferry so swiftly that they struggled to grasp the reality. It all made sense now why Connor seemed neither surprised nor panicked upon discovering that Black Snake had accepted Amiri's mission and how he had managed to hire Lone Wolf with such ease. Everything now clicked into place. The three of them couldn't help but marvel at how much the couple upstairs enjoyed using aliases to play their guessing games. They were truly a perfect pair
When Connor walked into the bedroom, Marissa had already showered and changed into her pajamas. She was reclining against the headboard, engrossed in hem phone. It was the first tConnor had seen her in pajamas. The soft, sheer fabric accentuated her gentle allure. Her long hair lay scattered across the pillow, her slender silhouette exuding a subtle scent. At the sound of his entrance, she looked up. Their eyes locked, drawn together as if by a powerful magnetic force. Without a word, Connor crossed the room and pressed his lips to hers
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