NovelOnlineChapter 167: When Derek strode towards Marissa, she stopped in her tracks. Unexpectedly, Derek demanded, “Marissa, you must leave Connor immediately." "It's none of your business," she retorted, a smile playing on her lips "It's a kind reminder, Marissa," Derek said, his voice hardening. "You're just a village girl daring enough to impersonate Tiffany because you resemble her. These influential families are a complex web. If you don't heed my advice, you'll end up in misery." "If that's all, I'll be going." Turning on her heel, Marissa started to walk away "You..." Derek was furious. He reached out, gripping her arm and pulling her back. “Marissa, you've been my protector for a long time, so I owe you the honesty. Connor has a long list of enemies. Many of them want him dead. He's crossed paths with an international criminal named Amiri recently. He's going to meet his end on the Sunrise in a few days. You act as if you rule the world as the wife of the wealthiest man in the city, but in truth, Connor has dragged you into danger. You could be taken from this world without warning. Keep your distance from him, for your own safety. Do you understand?" Marissa blinked slowly, her mind racing. "How do you know he will meet his end on the Sunrise?" ☐☐t_st ch|pt|rs in gl.☐☐☐ It was meant to be a well-guarded secret, but Derek assumed revealing it to a simple village girl like Marissa wasn't a big deal and tried to frighten her off. Acting like sbig shot, he continued, “As I said, many are plotting his demise. He plans to board the Sunrise soon, and various factions have joined forces to ensure he doesn't leave. I heard you were accompanying him. That puts you directly in harm's way. Do you comprehend the gravity of this?" Marissa's thoughts sharpened. "Is your family one of the factions plotting against him?" Derek momentarily tensed, irritation flaring in his eyes. "Stop prying! Just remember what I've told you and stay away from him!" Although she was aware of Neil's discontent with Connor, she had always perceived it as nothing more than sibling rivalry within the Daniels family. Despite their age difference, with Neil being 23 years older, she never imagined that his resentment could be so profound. Derek's revelations, however, painted a clear picture: Neil had aligned with others intent on Connor's downfall. She had to acknowledge that Derek was right. These influential families were a complex web Seeing her remain silent, Derek pressed, "What are you thinking about? Have you taken my advice to heart?" Marissa decided to tease him a bit. “I can't leave him. Without his support, I'd starve." "I will support you," Derek blurted out suddenly. He straightened his tie with a flourish, standing tall. “You must know I've becthe top online celebrity in Blebert. I make over 100 million dollars a day from selling things. Supporting you would be as easy as taking care of a pet dog." "Really?" Marissa laughed heartily. "I'm aware you're a celebrated online personality who earns a fortune daily. But I have to ask, does that money actually end up in your pocket, or does it go straight into your father's bank account? Do you even have access to it?" Her words struck a nerve, and Derek's composure crumbled like a facade falling away to reveal the true structure beneath. Marissa didn't hold back her laughter. "You are a Daniels, indeed. You have the nbut not the cash. Every month, your father hands you an allowance. Sure, you've made a nfor yourself and money online, but it's your father who controls how it's spent. Am I right, my dear nephew-in-law?"
"Don't callthat," Derek snapped, his face turning a shade of red from embarrassment. "Who are you to belittle me? I am still more noble than a village girl like you!"
"I wasn't belittling you," Marissa replied, her hands raised in mock surrender. "You keep living your life as an heir of a wealthy family. I'll stay an as the wealthiest man's fake wife. We stay out of each other's lives and don't put on airs in front of each other. Will that be okay with you?"
Just then, she heard rustling behind a big tree. Marissa spun around and called qut sharply, "Who's there? Cout right now!"
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