NovelUSAChapter 235: "Dad?" Everyone was shocked to hear the child call Connor "Dad." Connor froze instantly, staring at the two children for what felt like an eternity before finally moving in a stilted manner. At 27 years old and still a virgin, how could he possibly be the father of these children? The children addressing him as "Dad" left him feeling both confused and slightly irritated. Given that Tiffany was now his wife, if the children were indeed hers, their calling him "Dad" would make him the laughingstock of the entire city His expression slowly turned grim. Perceiving his discomfort, Marissa quickly intervened. She said firmly, "Don't call him Dad. He is not your father." The children blinked, their faces a picture of confusion, but they obediently fell silent. Marissa hurriedly left the plane with the children and went to their hotel room At the Palace Hotel, managed by the Daniels Group, there were two presidential suites on the top floor. One had long been reserved for Connor's use, and he booked the other for Marissa. Marissa took the children to the top- floor presidential suite from the rooftop directly. The matter was highly confidential; apart from the hotel manager and the staff designated to serve Marissa, no one else was aware of it gv In σ vs.com, your fiction escape Once inside, she seated the children on the sofa and promptly texted Ferris, asking him to ctake DNA samples. After ending her conversation with Ferris, Marissa noticed that the children had grown quite fond of Landen. They were deeply engrossed in conversation and games, laughing together on the sofa She approached and signaled to Landen with her eyes to stop. She needed to speak with the children. Landen promptly sat up straight and instructed the children, “Sweethearts, sit down and listen to your mommy." The children obediently mimicked Landen's posture. Marissa smiled warmly and asked, "Who is older?" The little girl pointed to the boy next to her and said, "He is my elder brother, and I'm his younger sister." "Okay," Marissa nodded. "What are your names?" The little boy raised his hand eagerly. "My nis 2/001." Next, the little girl chimed in, raising her hand as well, “My nis ZJ002." At this, both Marissa and Landen froze. The peculiar names of the children sounded more like codes than actual names. This strange naming confirmed their suspicions: the children had not cfrom a typical family environment. In a regular household, children are not called by code names Marissa surmised that the children's arrival on the Sunrise with a photograph of their mother had been orchestrated by someone targeting her specifically. Despite her suspicions, Marissa couldn't unravel who had masterminded this plot or their ultimate goal. Landen also understood the gravity of the situation. With a furrowed brow, he turned to Marissa and began, “Boss..." Quickly, Marissa shook her head, signaling him to remain silent, worried about the impact their conversation might have on the children. To keep the situation light and not alarm the children, she managed to maintain a calm demeanor. With a reassuring smile, she asked, "Where did you live before this?" "In a big house," the boy replied
"There's a big yard outside," added the girl. "And behind the yard, there's a large garden with a big..."
The children waved their hands, trying to describe their former residence. Their young age made it difficult for them to convey the For details clearly. Marissa listened patiently, giving them tto 111 articulate their thoughts. Seeing their struggle to describe it further, she gently asked, "What's the big thing in the garden?"
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