With tears streaming down her face, Vi Sabastian stood up and bowed towards him, “Thank you.”


    She turned back, looked at the ship and turned away, lost in thought.


    The man likewise gazed at the ship and subconsciously asked, “There were your friends on that ship?”


    Vi Sabastian took a step, looked back at the man, and nodded, “There were your friends, too?”


    The man jawed slightly and shook his head again, “Probably … considered a friend. Also a benefactor.”


    Vi Sabastian was curious, “What’s your name?”


    “Leandro.”


    Leandro, Lucas’s brother.


    When Lucas asked Vivian to help save his brother before he died, Vivian fulfilled his promise, rescued Leandro, and gave him arge sum of money for his business.


    On the ship.


    In the living room, a woman in a long red dress came out and sat curiously beside Vivian, pointing to the carved mahogany box, “Open it and see what’s inside.”


    “Hmm.”


    Vivian nodded and opened the box, and what caught her eye was a document with a few words written on it – “Gold Mine Cooperation Agreement”.


    Vivian’s eyes lit up and she inclined her head to look at Marilyn Baron and then at Morris, “Martin Baron gave it to you.”


    She handed the document to Morris.


    “s, it’s a good thing he has some conscience.” Marilyn Baronmented, is gaze with a bit of loss.


    Vivian sensed Marilyn Baron’s lost look and put her arm around her shoulder,forting her, “You’re our family too if you don’t mind in the future.”


    Yesterday, in the West Institute’s secret room, Marilyn Baron contacted an old-timer of the Sabastian n to help Vivian draw out thepulsion in her body.


    Marilyn Baron was a great help and the Vivian’s remembered it.


    Morris took the agreement, swept a nce, the corners of his lips curved a curve, as if everything was expected, a satisfied smile.


    “I, Morris, am not bad at raising one more person.” He raised the agreement in his hand, “After all, the wooles from the sheep.”


    The implication is, I raise you, but the money to raise you is earned from your brother.


    Marilyn Baron smiled bitterly, “Heh, if he knows I’m not dead, ording to his nature, the end of the earth will not let me go.”


    The day she visited Morris in the hospital, Marilyn Baron asked Morris to do her a favor by faking her death.


    After she faked her death, she took advantage of the chaos to set fire to her pce and burned the fake corpse, destroying her face so that Martin Baron would not suspect her.


    After that, Morris took her to the First Pce and hid her.


    When she left today, Vivian gave her makeup and disguise to board the ship smoothly in order to leave the Hidden n.


    “Not necessarily.”


    Morris shook his head, pulled out a bank card from his suit pocket, and flew to Marilyn Baron with the card between his two fingers.


    Marilyn Baron caught the bank card with her bare hands, “What does this mean, you’re going to bag me?”


    “Put away your delusions of grandeur.” He gestured to the card, “Martin Baron gave it to me. He guessed you weren’t dead and asked me to give it to you on purpose. The password is his birthday.”Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    This is the reason why Morris helped Martin Baron.


    Because that day Marilyn Baron went to visit her in the hospital and the secret he barked before he left was for him to help her n her ‘death’.


    If Marilyn Baron ‘died’, the only person who could inherit the position of the Hidden Lord was Martin Baron.


    He helped Martin Baron to fulfill the promise he made when he called Martin Baron to help him find the missing Vivian.


    Secondly, Martin Baron will be grateful to him and will not make things difficult for him.


    Of course, this contract in his hand was also in Morris’ expectation.


    “Really?”


    Marilyn Baron was half-hearted.


    “Swiss bank card, your brother’s ount. If I had the power of the universe, I couldn’t have gotten a card and deposited a billion without leaving the Hidden n.”


    He exined.


    Marilyn Baron took the bank card and suddenly felt a sourness in her heart, immediately got up and ran out of the living room, went up to the deck, looked at the direction of the Hidden Tribe ferry, and got red eyes.


    There, where she had lived for more than twenty years, and now she was leaving, she was very reluctant, very attached, but was tired of the royal family’s rivalry, but more longing for the colorful world outside the Hidden n.