Pc-98 Marisa Novels & Stories

His hands were shaking, and so was every other thing she'd laid on the line for this. "There's a weird...picture of you and..." His stare grew more intent, "I don't understand what's going on, Maria..." He flashed the screen before her face, "there's something weird about this...I got an attachment from an email address and it contains pictures of you and Andrew...my double....there's also an audio file."

On the other hand, Marisa looked up and saw the person who walked in and a smile appeared on her face, "You're here." She put down the glass of wine she was holding and stood up to walk towards the visitor. "What exactly do you want?" The man's voice, however, was cold and icy, as if he wanted to freeze her. "Alex , is that how you hate me now?" Marisa didn't care how Alex Brown spoke to her, and leaned forward slightly, almost leaning on him, while she pressed the button in her hand. The smell of alcohol from her body filled Alex Brown' nostrils, making him frown. Marisa sensed his rejection, a flash of hate passed through her eyes for a moment, then returned to normal. She reached out to t

Blue eyes as clear as the autumn sky. “I'm Maris Hiddleston… You can call me Marris Redfield, and you?” Gray Danvers' lips curled up when he heard the word "Redfield" and thought of that Redfield teacher. It seems that Maris is a foreigner who came to Japan to live, so she changed her name appropriately to "Marris Redfield" and has nothing to do with Leon Redfield, not to mention the number of people with the same Redfield surname. Gray replied succinctly:

"Take a look at me, Marcus. I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." "Even if I am to die… not now, Satan… not now. Just like Miss Ma'am would always say." We burst into laughter. The calls were already lighting up my phone on the table. Notifications stacked one after another. I knew they were filled with calls about the stocks dropping, news alerts, social media blowing up. I was beginning to see Marisa for who she was… playing a smart one on me. Perfect. I had underestimated her. I picked up my third phone and scrolled.

I was trying to control my voice, calm and forced, as I tightened my grip on the folder. She smirked and shrugged her shoulders. "You probably forgot no one would miss any details related to Carx. I might know the other information, but it's not mine to tell. Just curious," she chuckled and sipped the wine. I noticed how Marie shifted her glances from me to Trexon. Silently waiting for more, is there a need for me to explain? Marisa was surprised, but there's a part of her where her expression was satisfied as she looked at me. "Carx Gomes?" she even asked.