The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161 How Was Maren Still Alive

Maren wasn’t asleep?

As Lucien made a move to strike back, Maren tightened her grip on his neck. A sharp cry escaped him as his body went rigid, and he instantly became still.

“Miss, please calm down. I mean no harm.”

Lucien had always considered himself a capable fighter, never imagining he would be so easily subdued.

“No harm?” Maren’s gaze swept over Lucien. He had entered her room practically naked, wearing only a pair of

shorts, and had even attempted to kiss her. How could he dare make such a claim?

Though the hour was late, the pale moonlight filtering through the window illuminated his figure, giving Maren

a clear view of him up close.

“It’s a misunderstanding,” Lucien hurriedly explained.

Maren loosened her grip, her suspicions easing, but she still maintained her cautious stance. “Who are you?

And what do you want?” she asked, her voice quiet to avoid disturbing Isla, who rested in her arms.

Lucien whispered the situation since he didn’t think Maren was a bad person.

“Someone hired you to kill me… so why didn’t you?” Maren inquired, her voice steady but tinged with curiosity.

“I’m interested in you. Will you come back to Slatinia

Lucien straightened up, his gaze locking onto Maren’s

with me and join the Marshall family as my wife?”

The Marshall family?

It was the most influential family in Slatinia, a force to be reckoned with.

Maren had heard of them.

Their power reached beyond business, seeping into both the legitimate and criminal worlds. They also held strong military connections, with rumors circulating that one of them held a prestigious position within the

military.

A family like that was on an entirely different level from the Morgan family, which was purely a business

empire.

Seeing Maren’s reaction, Lucien sensed she had heard of his family. “So, what do you think? Will you consider

it?”

“Not in the slightest.”

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The Marshall family, despite their extensive reach, didn’t impress Maren. They were merely a regional power in Slatinia.

“Excuse me?” Lucien’s voice tightened, his pride stung by the swift dismissal. “I’m the heir of the Marshall family, and you dare…”

“Dare to what?” Maren threw a dagger with pinpoint accuracy. It flew past his ear, embedding itself into the wall with a solid thud. If the trajectory had been even slightly off, his ear would’ve been severed.

Lucien swallowed hard and decided not to continue. He realized then that Maren was far more formidable than he’d originally thought. A sense of relief washed over him, glad he hadn’t made any reckless moves earlier.

“If you’re not interested, I’ll let it go. You spared me today. I owe you for that. If you ever find yourself in Voutsas, the Marshall family will welcome you.”

Seeing no further reason to stay, Lucien made his way towards the window, preparing to leave.

Just before he exited, he turned to Maren, his expression serious. “There’s a bounty on your head in the black market. But don’t be alarmed. After tonight, no one will dare come after you. And even if they do, with your abilities, I doubt it will be an issue.”

As an assassin, Lucien adhered strictly to his code and could not betray his employer. But since Maren had spared his life, he offered her a small tip in return.

Once Lucien was gone, Maren remained still on the bed, reflecting on the unexpected events of the night.

She hadn’t expected to cross paths with anyone from the Marshall family, yet it had turned out to be an advantageous encounter.

However, the idea that someone had posted a bounty on her was surprising.

Considering the Angels of Death was now under her command, Maren found it hard to believe anyone would dare oppose her.

The Marshall family could be a powerful asset in the future.

She had chosen not to kill Lucien for several reasons.

Despite his flirtatious behavior, he wasn’t entirely malicious. More importantly, he had acknowledged owing

her a favor.

The Marshall family was a force far greater than the Angels of Death and could be a valuable connection going

forward.

Maren knew she couldn’t remain in Baimsa indefinitely. She needed to expand her influence to take on the Sovereign Underworld, and local powers like the Marshall family would be invaluable.

But that was a matter for another time. For now, the most pressing concern was ensuring Isla’s peaceful sleep.

The night passed uneventfully.

Morning arrived.

“Maren, how did your meeting with the principal go last night?” Isla inquired upon waking up.

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Chapter 161 How Was Maren Still Alive

Maren had fabricated the story about speaking with the principal the previous evening. By the time she came back, Isla was already asleep.