Marriage Contract Secret Agent

Mutually Recognize

"I—" Chezy finally fell silent. Should he give it to her? He remembered that Dallas was a Night Guest. "I ... I-i know. I also know your identity," he sneered unwillingly admitted.

Dallas exhaled a cold breath. "I also want to know your true identity. Your girlfriend really knows how to shoot. It's perfect to be a sniper."

Chezy frowned. The man Dallas was referring to was Hadwin. He looked down and felt his left leg hurt a little.

He shifted the subject.

"Dallas, are you really a Night Guest?" the question is to drink the remaining water in the glass.

"If true, what's the problem? Do you want to admit the cat masked woman is you?" Dallas was very relaxed when asking about this, just guessing at random.

Who knows, Chezy who was drinking water immediately sprayed it into Dallas' face without feeling.

Dallas was shocked and finally annoyed to the point of showing a look of disdain.

"No ethics!" taunted. He took a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped his face.

Chezy was a little embarrassed and apologized. "I didn't mean it."

Chezy's overreaction has led Dallas to believe that she was one of the mysterious women who killed Danius.

Chezy's a secret agent?

On this matter, Dallas will not bring it up again. Chezy's identity is even more sensitive than hers.

After giving Dallas an empty glass, Chezy finally sighed. "You may have guessed my identity. But please ... Secret this. Pretend you don't know and don't interfere in my business" he said seriously.

"I'm not a bully." Dallas compromise.

"Then what about you, dear Night Guests," Chezy said.

Dallas squinted at him. Making decisions. "When you get home, you'll know."

"Marrel."

Dallas did not respond.

"You should've guessed the other party who called you, right?" Chezy took on another topic.

"I offended his boss, not his men. Don't mind that. He had already fled when the explosion occurred."

Chezy. "His name is Drake, a confidante of serial killer bosses."

Dallas looked at the pale woman on the bed and peeled the apples for her. "Let's talk about this at home. The wall has ears" he said a little slowly.

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A week in the hospital, Chezy was finally allowed to go home. Dallas didn't want the woman to use crutches. Chezy was forced to sit in a wheelchair.

Marweth's family has been a little restless lately and Gaines is busy at work. They pretended to be nothing.

When he got home, Chezy and Dallas saw Grandpa Alston sitting in the living room.

"Grandfather, why are you here?" Chezy surprised.

Grandpa Alston looked at the woman's left leg and felt a little scared. "It's okay. Come and see my son-in-law's granddaughter. How's he doing now?"

"It's okay. The doctor said it only needs a walking treatment and a check at regular intervals."

"Good then." Grandpa Alston couldn't say much in front of Dallas. "I got a message from your grandfather. He said ... As long as you're alive, take care of it. You're used to it," he explained.

"..." - ".Chezy knew her grandfather always pretended not to care when he was worried.

"How did he know I was hurt?"

"His eyes are everywhere." Grandpa Alston was honest. "Well, I won't bother you both." He looked at Dallas. "Remember to take good care of your wife. Not because his leg was broken, you just turned away!"

Dallas knows this. "You don't have to worry."

"Oh!" Grandpa Alston finally left the house.

Chezy's wheelchair can't be carried upstairs. So Dallas bought two special wheelchairs for the first and second floors. The man could only carry her up the stairs.

When he arrived at the room, Chezy could do no other activity but lie down and make a recovery.

"Grandfather knows your identity?"

"Yes. He's an acquaintance of my grandfather and father."

Dallas raised his eyebrows. "My dad knows too?"

"At first it was just a guess. But maybe he's sure now. Don't say anything when you get to your big family's house. Especially Gaines. Everything can be fatal" he whispered.

Dallas suspects that her brother is involved in something. But Chezy's right, shut up better.

"Rest first. I will finish the remaining work in the study room. If you need anything, tell Butler Sun. You can also yell at me."

"I still have one healthy leg. There is also a wheelchair. Don't worry."

"Yes." Yeah." Dallas knows that, too. He just didn't want this woman to be too tired.

Dallas left the room after confirming that Chezy was obediently lying on the bed.

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Dallas went down to the first floor and saw Assistant Jill was already waiting for him. "How is Marweth's current condition?"

"According to the instructions of the Boss, Sonya and the oldest young master had a wedding today. Shares of the Marweth family company are declining daily and are likely to be in danger of bankruptcy if not addressed immediately. The oldest young master overcame this and everything was almost stable" he explained.

Dallas sneered. "This is just the beginning" he murmured.