She reached out and rubbed her temples, feeling that she had been exasperated by Morris.


    If she continued to talk, she was afraid that she would die young.


    “Get down to business.”


    Marilyn took a long breath, relieving the upset in her mind.


    It took continuous deep breaths to ease her mood and said, “Did Vivian really lose her memory? If she really insists on taking the position of Hidden Lord, I’m afraid … she will be in danger of her life.”


    Marilyn had always treated Vivian and Morris as friends, because she knew that the couple did not care about the position of Hidden Lord, nor did they care about it.


    For people who did not constitute a threat, Marilyn had no reason to consider them as enemies.


    “I can’t give you an answer to this matter now. But no matter what, I guarantee that Vivian will neverpete with you for the position of Hidden Lord. Also, if one day I am no longer around, I hope you will protect her no matter what. It’s kind of my request to you.”


    What would happen afterwards was currently impossible to predict.


    But after arriving at the Hidden Tribe, one thing after another happened that was beyond Morris’ control, and he had to worry about Vivian’s safety.


    “Don’t worry. This young master said long ago that I will noty a hand on you. I will never go back on my word when I say I will.”


    Marilyn raised her hand to y with a strand of hair hanging in front of her body, yful in attitude, but sincere.


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    Morris’s eyes were somewhat helpless, “You have helped me a lot, which is a debt to you. Young Lord Marilyn, if you need me, please speak up. I will go through fire and water at any cost.”


    “Ch. You don’t want to marry me. What else would you say to go through fire and water? A man’s mouth, a deceitful ghost!”


    She looked disgusted.


    After thinking about it, Marilyn suddenly thought of something, “However, I really have a little thing that I need your help.”


    “What?” He asked.


    Marilyn got up, sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered close to Morris’s ear, “I want …”


    She mysteriously told Morris all her demands, and after she finished, she patted his shoulder, “If you can promise me. Then it will be considered as repayment of all my Marilyn’s kindness.”


    Morris slightly hesitated and looked grave, “Are you sure?”


    “I, Marilyn, have never done anything I regret.” She swore.


    Morris pondered for a few seconds, not daring to agree, and only said, “There is still a week before the Session Ceremony of the Hidden Lord, so you should think about it. Let me know when you’re sure.”


    “All right.”


    She got up, “I should go.”


    If she stayed here too long, she would be scolded by her mother again when she returned to the pce.


    In the evening, Morrisy resting in the ward, nning how to get into the Cindere Sabastian vi to meet Vivian.


    But because of his injuries and the security system in the vi, he did not dare to go to Vivian in order not to expose her identity as a fake amnesiac.


    Untilte at night, he could not sleep.


    At this time, there was a strange sound from the window.


    Morris frowned and opened his eyes in the darkness, not moving, waiting for the visitor, wanting to see the other party’s true face.


    Even though the other party leapt in as light as a swallow and walked on tiptoe, Morris could clearly sense that the other party was getting closer and closer.


    Until the dark shadow appeared in front of him, he rose up, raised his hand to pinpoint the other party’s neck, a deadly chokehold, questioned: “Who sent you?”


    He knew that Houghton would not let him off easily and would definitely send someone to assassinate himte at night.


    As expected, the other party really came.