Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 464:

Marissa thought revealing herself as Black Mallow, the chief instructor of Doomsday Base, in front of Connor didn’t seem like a big deal, given the trust she had unconsciously developed in him over time. However, she strongly disliked trouble.

If he discovered her identity as Black Mallow now, he would inevitably learn about her ongoing feud with Clarissa, which essentially mirrored the conflict between Doomsday Base and the Peridot Consortium. Surely, he would want to intervene in such matters.

She avoided discussing anything related to Doomsday Base with him because her mentor, Zyair, seemed distinctly displeased with Connor. Each time his name was mentioned, Zyair’s expression turned cold and disdainful. She did not know the reason behind this.

Regardless, her mentor would never permit Connor to learn about Doomsday Base or involve himself in its affairs.

Clearing her throat awkwardly, she asked, “Connor, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

Connor disregarded her question and inquired instead, “Didn’t you mention you wouldn’t be returning tonight?”

“I came back to check on Lawrence and Lindsay because I was concerned they might not be comfortable spending their first night at the Daniels Manor,” Marissa explained.

arched an eyebrow. “Is that your

not. I also sought my perfect sleep aid,”

I weren’t your perfect sleep aid, would you even think of

jealousy. Marissa found herself rendered

Xander, and now Connor was causing trouble. Xander, perennially immature and wealthy, was easily appeased. She treated

influential as Connor? Giving Xander money brought

she brushed past him

remained standing, bewildered. She didn’t intend to affront him? What did she mean? Unable to unravel it, he decided to push it aside and trailed

the bedroom, Marissa was nowhere in sight. Instead, the sound of running water emanated from

but despite not suffering from insomnia, he couldn’t

past yesterday, his spirits plummeted. He longed to hold Marissa, seeking solace. In the past, no matter how challenging things became, he had always faced

from the bathroom, his restless heart inexplicably began to calm. When the water ceased, he swiftly settled into bed, lying flat and waiting for her to

dried her hair in the bathroom. Upon stepping out, she found him lying on

nights, seeing him like this quickened her heart, involuntarily