The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 293

Chapter 293 The First Kiss

Higgs wasn’t worried at all. He knew that his plan succeeded.

“I love Lucien deeply. He is my first and will be my only.” Maren intertwined her arm with Sawyer’s. “If my feelings were not genuine, I wouldn’t have ventured into the restroom with him earlier. My reluctance is simply because public displays of affection are new to me.”

“Indeed, Maren is quite reserved. Perhaps there’s another way we can show you our love?” Sawyer chimed in, supporting her.

“Exactly, since Lucien is the only man she’s been intimate with, there’s no way she would not love him given what’s happened earlier. It’s natural she’d feel shy with everyone watching,” someone in the crowd said.

Some attendees accepted Maren and Sawyer’s rationale.

“Miss Morgan, with such deep love for my cousin, could you not set aside your shyness just this once?”

Higgs didn’t buy a word of it.

Skepticism wasn’t limited to him–members of the Marshall family began to exchange doubtful glances as well.

Calvert murmured a quiet command into his phone.

Within seconds, sharpshooters emerged across the estate, rifles trained from elevated positions.

Their scopes were fixed–there was no mistaking that Maren was the target.

Maren and Sawyer, sharp as ever, spotted them right away. Still, they kept their faces calm, pretending they hadn’t seen a thing.

Doubt lingered among the crowd, with some holding on to their skepticism.

“Higgs does make a valid point, though. If Maren can set aside her shyness for Lucien, that would indeed be a significant gesture of her love.”

“Absolutely! Just one little kiss, and we’ll all believe in her feelings for Lucien!”

“Go on, Miss Morgan, kiss him!”

The crowd was largely there for the entertainment, thrilled at the prospect of seeing the beautiful woman offer her kiss, even if the kiss wasn’t given to them.

Amidst the Marshalls‘ doubts, the enthusiastic encouragement from the guests, and Higgs‘ self–satisfied grin, all eyes were on Maren, nudging her towards a decision.

Was she going to give in and kiss Sawyer?

Maren had never been in love with a man. Right now, Sawyer was the closest man to her.

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Chapter 293 The First Kiss

But to say she loved Sawyer? That was far from the truth.

They were at most good friends; still, they were on guard against each other.

She couldn’t fully trust Sawyer yet, much less display affection publicly as if they were truly in love.

The thought of feigning such intimacy was nearly unbearable for her.

Sawyer, sensing her unease, felt a mixture of disappointment and understanding.

His affection for her was deep and genuine.

He traveled from Beratia to be near her because he understood her predicament and was ready to assist. Simply being in her presence brought him joy, even though it meant assuming another man’s identity. He hoped that Maren would eventually recognize his genuine feelings and reciprocate his affection. With limitless patience, he awaited the day she would return his love and willingly kiss him.

But he was adamant about not coercing her into any displays of affection, especially not under distressing conditions like these.

“I’m going to create a diversion for the snipers now. Take that opportunity to escape from the Marshalls. I’ll find you once I’m free,” Sawyer whispered to Maren.

He kept his eyes keenly on the movements of the snipers while also monitoring every subtle gesture made by

Calvert.

The snipers, though positioned and ready, awaited Calvert’s signal before making any moves. This meant Sawyer had to be ready to act on even the slightest hint from Calvert.

“Did you catch that, Maren?” Sawyer, focused on the snipers and Calvert, waited for a response but heard nothing from Maren.

He thought perhaps his voice was too low for Maren to hear.

His voice had been intentionally soft to keep their conversation from the Marshalls‘ ears. Thinking she hadn’t heard him, he was about to say it again.

However, as he turned to her, he was met with her unwavering stare. The intensity of her gaze, at such close quarters, unexpectedly made his usually steady heart flutter.

Maren had been silently observing Sawyer even before he voiced his concerns. Though she couldn’t discern his thoughts, his uncertain gaze was apparent. It was clear to her that Sawyer meant no harm and wasn’t trying to manipulate her.

For the first time, she looked at Sawyer differently.

“No, that won’t be necessary.” Maren dismissed his suggestion.

“Why not?” Sawyer’s confusion mounted. Without a quick plan, they would face imminent danger.

Even though it would mean losing many benefits, there was no better choice.

“Miss Morgan, what’s your decision? Just one kiss, and everyone here will believe in your love for my cousin,”

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