Chapter 22: Our President is a Snake

The butler sensed my concern and said, "No need to worry too much. As long as Mr. Marcus doesn't inquire about Chris' identity, you don't have to admit anything voluntarily. Some secrets are better left unspoken; everyone knows them in their hearts."

"Alright."

I tucked away the invitation and mustered my courage, saying, "Since this trouble originated because of me, I will go and deal with it."

"Thank you, Miss Lily. I must admit, you have impressed me greatly these past few days. However, I must remind you that Mr. Marcus is not easily persuaded."

"What should I do then?"

Lawrence pondered for a moment before answering, "Try to find Miss Mirabelle. She is a kind-hearted girl. The crucial part is that she can persuade her stubborn father."

Mirabelle... I was becoming increasingly curious about this legendary heiress.

After returning from the hospital, the butler escorted me to Marcus' mansion. Standing beneath the grand iron gates, I