Chapter 206: After a brief pause, Connor inquired, "What's wrong?" Marissa hesitated for a moment. She had a nagging suspicion about Lone Wolf, drawn from her previous encounter with him. Yet, disclosing her doubts to Connor risked exposing her identity as Black Snake. Thus, she chose a safer tactic "Look at him, all soft with that beer belly. He doesn't seem like a genuine mercenary," Marissa said, her contempt for the bulky man in black evident in her tone. This helped ease Connor's jealousy, as he had momentarily speculated that Marissa might harbor romantic feelings for the man Smiling, Connor observed, "True expertise in martial arts goes beyond mere physical form. Even with his bulk, he might maneuver with surprising nimbleness and precision." After a moment of reflection, Marissa nodded in acceptance. Connor's observation resonated with her. In martial arts, exceptional ability could indeed allow someone of considerable size to execute impressive maneuvers Eager to gauge Lone Wolf's fighting skills herself, Marissa reached for a cup on the table. However, before she could proceed, Connor swiftly intervened, catching her wrist "What are you attempting to do?" he asked "Allowto assess his fighting skills," Marissa offered eagerly "Stop," Connor interjected, his smile easing the tension as he carefully removed the cup from her grasp and set it back on the table. "I've already checked everything necessary. He is Lone Wolf. You can relax now." Worried that Marissa might act rashly toward Lone Wolf, Connor plucked a grape from the bowl and popped it into her mouth, winking at the bulky man dressed in black. When Marissa finished her grape, she realized that the man in black had disappeared, leading her to drop the idea of testing him Five hours later, Connor's private plane landed smoothly on the deck of the Sunrise. Despite the deepening night that veiled the sea in darkness, the cruise ship was bathed in light, radiating a welcoming glow The captain, Elvis Williamson, a polite man in his forties dressed in a sharp white uniform, headed the welcteam. As Connor and Marissa stepped off the plane, Elvis greeted them with a warm smile "Mr. and Mrs. Daniels, welcaboard the Sunrise." Returning the gesture, Connor responded warmly, "Thank you, Captain Williamson." Having been on the Sunrise previously, Connor was well-acquainted with Elvis, and their conversation unfolded effortlessly Turning to Marissa, Elvis smiled and complimented her, “Mrs. Daniels, you look absolutely radiant and elegant." Marissa warmly received the compliment. "Thank you, Captain. I truly value your kind words." Elvis maintained a calm exterior, yet he was internally startled. The widespread chatter about the richest man in Blebert marrying below his class had cast Marissa in a poor light. Elvis had braced himself to encounter someone of lesser grace and was delightfully surprised by Marissa's poise, realizing that the rumors were baseless Continuing his role, Elvis relayed a message from Paul Alvarado, who expressed his delight at having Connor and Marissa aboard the Sunrise "Would you please give my regards to Mr. Alvarado?" Connor asked "Of course," Elvis answered, his voice still filled with politeness
After a moment's hesitation, Elvis touched on a delicate matter. “Mr. Daniels, there have been whispers of stension between you and Amiri recently. It's quite a coincidence, as Amiri is here on business too. I hope there will be no issues during your stay. Please, don't putin a difficult situation."
While his approach was courteous, Elvis subtly warned against any unrest on the Sunrise. Connor ve m responded with a reassuring grin, "You have my word, Captain. I'm fully aware of the rules here on the Sunrise." Elvis expressed his gratitude. "I appreciate that, Mr. Daniels."
Just then, a disturbance broke out me, nearby. "Excuse me, please. Amini requests to speak with Mr. Connor Daniels!"