Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 141:

As Marissa sized up the burly man clad in black, Connor watched her discreetly. A slight twitch of her lips prompted him to chuckle and inquire, “What’s on your mind?”

Shifting her attention to Connor, Marissa asked, “Is he really Lone Wolf? Have you confirmed his identity?”

“Yes,” Connor replied with a nod. “Absolutely. It’s Lone Wolf, no doubt about it.”

Upon hearing this, Marissa gave the man another look, a wry smile crossing her face. Lone Wolf seemed to have been doing well these past few years; he had put on a fair bit of weight. She had encountered him briefly years before, and he had made a lasting impression with his lean and toned physique, much like Connor’s current appearance, not the bulkier figure he now presented. Marissa was initially skeptical about whether this was really Lone Wolf, but her doubts were dispelled by Connor’s confirmation

Trusting his judgment implicitly, she believed that with Lone Wolf there to safeguard Connor, she could proceed with her plans to meet Aelfric that evening without concern. Resolving to go, she climbed onto her motorcycle and told Connor, “I need to handle something tonight. You don’t need to stay with me.”

Connor looked taken aback. “Where are you headed?”

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shot him a glance. “Do I need to report my every move to

her helmet, Connor’s expression turned to one of concern. “You’ve been in surgery all day. You must be worn out. Don’t you think you

motorcycle into gear. “There’s something tonight more urgent than

watched her silhouette vanish into the distance and sighed softly to himself. Aside from knowing she was a village girl from Adagend and a miracle doctor named Riss, his knowledge about her was scant. She was so mysterious, akin to the wind that whirled around him—tangible yet elusive, with origins and destinations unknown. But thankfully, her name was recorded as his spouse, assuring him that no matter where

Marc turned to Connor and began,

Marc could complete his sentence, Domenic, brimming with impatience, cut in, “Everyone knows Mr. Daniels and Aelfric are sworn enemies. How can you meet with

that doesn’t bind us to his every command. Doomsday Base upholds a principle of

the deputy chief instructor to compel us into actions that harm our employer, it would breach the base’s regulations. We would then have the option to take our complaint

to meet him?” Domenic inquired. Suddenly, Marc’s and Terry’s faces lit

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