NovelFinishChapter 665: Thankfully, Marissa was Bee, a top-tier hacker. Erasing such extensive surveillance records would have been beyond the capability of most hackers.
Once she confirmed the deletion of the footage, Marissa turned to Silver Fox. "Alright, all the evidence has been wiped clean." Silver Fox clapped her hands together joyfully.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet, before she could fully relax, a sudden thought made her smile vanish. "But what about the traces of the muscle relaxant in Burnet's hotel room? He might not find the surveillance on me, but he could trace the muscle relaxant back to you." Worried about implicating Marissa, Silver Fox voiced her concern, but Marissa waved it off with a confident smirk. "Don't sweat it. I've ditched the Black Snake identity. As long as Connor keeps his mouth shut, Bucould investigate for a century and never link Black Snake to me." "Oh," Silver Fox replied, then added, "So, you need to keep Connor on your good side so he doesn't turn on you?" Marissa's mouth twitched slightly. Explaining was too much effort. Truthfully, she trusted Connor completely. Why? She couldn't quite put her finger on it. Maybe it was gut feeling or something more, but she knew he'd never sell her out.
Discover more at galCasting a glance at Burnet, still slumped in the car, Silver Fox asked, "What now?" Checking her watch, Marissa figured it wouldn't be long before Buwoke up. This guy wasn't an ordinary person-he'd shake off the drug and alcohol faster than most.
Twas ticking, and they needed a quick exit.
When Marissa noticed Bustill clutching his phone, an idea sparked, and her eyes lit up.
She grabbed the device, quickly cracked the code, and called his assistant.
The call was answered almost immediately. The voice on the other end was nervous and respectful, "Sir, what can I do for you?" "Cget your boss at No. 835 Sunny Street right now, or you'll regret it!" Marissa said, disguising her voice. Then she hung up before the assistant could respond.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTurning to the bodyguards, she ordered, "Stuff Buback into the suitcase, then place him by the roadside. His assistant will pick him up soon. Let's move!" The bodyguards wasted no time, opening the car door and awkwardly shoving the unconscious Buback into the oversized suitcase.
His naked state made Silver Fox blush with embarrassment, but guilt pushed her forward to supervise, fearing further harm to him.
"Hey, be careful! Don't hurt him more," she kept reminding the M bodyguards.
Understanding the gravity of the situation, the bodyguards handled Buwith surprising gentleness, softly packing him into the suitcase
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