Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 208:

As Connor finished speaking, Elvis released a heavy sigh of relief. Although he had used Paul’s name to issue an implicit warning, no one wanted to offend a high-profile figure like Connor. Fortunately, Connor wasn’t arrogant and showed respect for the Sunrise. Elvis offered a slight bow and a smile. “Thank you, Mr. Daniels, for your consideration.”

After pausing to consider his next words, Elvis continued, “I propose we hold the meeting in the Starlight Hall on the lowest deck. Does that suit you, Mr. Daniels?” At the mention of the Starlight Hall, Marissa and Connor exchanged knowing smirks. The captain of the Sunrise clearly lived up to his esteemed reputation. Since Paul had entrusted Elvis with the helm of such a grand vessel, he must possess remarkable capabilities. Choosing the Starlight Hall on the lowest deck for the negotiation was a strategic decision by Elvis

The Starlight Hall, a windowless and sealed conference room, promised the utmost privacy. Once its door was closed, it would lock everyone in and keep everyone else out. Constructed from top-tier materials and secured with an advanced electronic lock, the door could only be opened with the correct code. By setting the negotiation in this secure location, Elvis ensured he and the Sunrise had everything under their control

In that room, no matter the physical prowess of Connor and Amiri, they would be unable to use it to their advantage. Any breach of protocol would leave them at the mercy of the Sunrise

arrangements, Captain.” Elvis then turned to Amiri’s assistant, who was visibly pleased. “Thank you, Mr. Daniels. I will inform Mr. Amiri to proceed

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been long, and my wife and I are

assistant nodded in agreement. “As you wish, Mr. Daniels. Mr. Amiri

Daniels, allow me to escort you and your wife to your quarters. Your accommodations are ready.” Connor acknowledged with a nod and took Marissa’s hand before leaving

accommodations and services. Connor, a top-tier financial magnate, had secured the opulent presidential suite at the pinnacle of the ship. Elvis personally showed them to their suite. Once they were comfortably settled in the presidential

Marc, Terry, and a cadre of over a dozen bodyguards kept vigilant watch. Inside, after refreshing themselves with showers, Marissa and Connor settled

the Sunrise’s formidable surveillance system. The ship boasted an extensive network security team, and its digital defenses were notoriously robust, deterring even the

security. Upon locating Amiri’s room, they delved deeper, scrutinizing the Starlight Hall and ensuring they missed no