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Chapter 235:

“Dad?”

Everyone was shocked to hear the child call Connor “Dad.” Connor froze instantly, staring at the two children for what felt like an eternity before finally moving in a stilted manner. At 27 years old and still a virgin, how could he possibly be the father of these children? The children addressing him as “Dad” left him feeling both confused and slightly irritated. Given that Tiffany was now his wife, if the children were indeed hers, their calling him “Dad” would make him the laughingstock of the entire city

His expression slowly turned grim. Perceiving his discomfort, Marissa quickly intervened. She said firmly, “Don’t call him Dad. He is not your father.”

The children blinked, their faces a picture of confusion, but they obediently fell silent. Marissa hurriedly left the plane with the children and went to their hotel room

At the Palace Hotel, managed by the Daniels Group, there were two presidential suites on the top floor. One had long been reserved for Connor’s use, and he booked the other for Marissa. Marissa took the children to the top-floor presidential suite from the rooftop directly. The matter was highly confidential; apart from the hotel manager and the staff designated to serve Marissa, no one else was aware of it

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sofa and promptly texted Ferris, asking him to come take DNA samples. After ending her conversation with

to speak with the children. Landen promptly sat up straight and instructed the children, “Sweethearts, sit down and listen

mimicked Landen’s posture. Marissa smiled

boy next to her and said, “He is my elder brother, and

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hand

in, raising her hand as well, “My name is

froze. The peculiar names of the children sounded more like codes than actual names. This strange naming confirmed their suspicions: the

on the Sunrise with a photograph of their mother had been orchestrated by someone targeting her specifically. Despite her suspicions, Marissa couldn’t unravel who had masterminded this plot or their ultimate goal. Landen also understood the gravity of the situation. With a furrowed brow, he turned to Marissa and began,

remain silent, worried about the impact their conversation might have on the children. To keep the situation light and not alarm the children, she managed to maintain a calm demeanor. With a reassuring smile, she asked, “Where did you

house,” the