Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 541:

As soon as Connor suggested helping Burnet recover 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 become money 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!”

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With 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 came here today to discuss something important.”

Seeing Burnet’s serious demeanor, Connor straightened up too. “What’s up?”

Burnet glanced at Marissa and asked, “Could Miss Nash step out?”

Marissa looked at Burnet with 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.”

Burnet glanced at the lounge door warily. “How do I know Tiffany isn’t eavesdropping?”noveldrama

Connor laughed, then stood and led Burnet to 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.”

Burnet nodded, 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 come to the wrong guy.”

“But you employ two bodyguards from the Doomsday Base, correct?” Burnet pressed. “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,” Burnet said.

“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 their chief instructor, Black Mallow, Mare and Terry would rather die than reveal anything.”

At this, Connor looked at Burnet with curiosity and asked, “Why are you so eager to find Black Mallow?”

Burnet paused, then met Connor’s gaze with a serious look. “Connor, do 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,” Burnet said. “Despite 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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