Novel1Chapter 541: As soon as Connor suggested helping Burecover the 80 million, Marissa's expression turned sour. Burnet, on the other hand, looked at Connor with a hint of curiosity, encouraging him to continue.
Ignoring Marissa's disapproving look, Connor said to Burnet, "You could marry that Elin you just met. Then the 80 million would essentially becmoney spent on your own wife, so you wouldn't have to feel bad about it." At this suggestion, Burnet's lips curled in a mix of amusement and annoyance. What an absurd suggestion! His heart was already taken. Despite years of searching without a trace of Silver Fox, he hadn't given up hope. Furthermore, he was not the type to marry just for financial gain. He was the sort who would rather remain single than compromise. If he couldn't find the right person, he was prepared to stay single forever.
Marissa scoffed, "Stop with the ridiculous ideas. Elin wouldn't go for someone like Mr. Hoffman.” Connor chuckled and teased Burnet, "See, even my brilliant idea falls flat because she's not into you." Burnet's lips twitched again. "So she doesn't like me, and I should like her? Only an idiot would marry her!" Your source for updates gVlnovlsWith that, he snorted derisively and stood up to leave. But as he rose, he seemed to remember something and sat back down, turning serious. “Actually, I chere today to discuss something important.” Seeing Burnet's serious demeanor, Connor straightened up too. "What's up?" Buglanced at Marissa and asked, "Could Miss Nash step out?" Marissa looked at Buwith an expression that said, “Who wants to stay?" She grabbed her snack bag and retreated to the lounge. Before she closed the door, she said to Connor, "I want to go to bed already. Make it quick." Connor nodded understandingly. Burnet's lips twitched again. Couldn't these two be more considerate of others? Once Marissa had shut the lounge door, Connor encouraged Burnet, saying, "Go on." Buglanced at the lounge door warily. "How do I know Tiffany isn't eavesdropping?" Connor laughed, then stood and led Buto a small conference room, securing the door behind them. He reassured Burnet, "Now you can speak freely. This room is soundproof. No one outside can hear anything, even if you yell." Bunodded, then dove right in. “I need information on the chief instructor of the Doomsday Base, Black Mallow." Connor paused, then burst out laughing. "I'm not connected to the Doomsday Base. How would I know anything about Black Mallow, their chief instructor? You've cto the wrong guy." "But you employ two bodyguards from the Doomsday Base, correct?" Bupressed. "Mare and Terry have been with you for years. Surely, they have mentioned something about Black Mallow, right?" "They've brought up Black Mallow a few times, but only in passing," Connor replied. "What exactly are you looking to find out about Black Mallow?" "I need to know who Black Mallow is and her current whereabouts," Busaid.
"I'm sorry," Connor responded, "but I don't have details on who Black Mallow is or where she might be now." "Could you ask your two bodyguards?"
"No, it's no use. When it comes to Black Mallow, their chiefather die than Terry Mare and Terry reveal anything." At this, Connor looked at Buwith curiosity and asked, "Why are you so eager to find Black Mallow?"
Bupaused, then met Connor's gaze with a serious look. "Connordo you qued with the you know that Tiffany might be associated with the Doomsday Base?" Connor's posture tensed, his face registering shock. "What makes you say that?"
"Seeing your reaction, I take it you weren't aware," Busaid. "Despite m Tiffany's usual facade of being somewhat clueless, making it tough to imagine she's linked to the Doomsday Base, I possess evidence that she's deeply connected to it."
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