Marry into Money by Accident

Chapter 64

The dozen or so rooms on the top floor of the hotel were used as the scene for this murder mystery

game. According to the organizer, the scene was created according to the script,

After the staff gave a brief introduction on how to play the game, everyone drew their characters one by

one.

Lianne’s character was the housewife, and Morgan’s character was the lawyer. In the game, the two

were husband and wife.

After confirming the relationship between their characters, Morgan walked up to Lianne and

wife…” reached out to pat Lianne on the shoulder. “Guess you’re my

Since they were role-playing, they could call each other according to their roles. Lianne’s lips twitched.

She would not be calling him her “husband” no matter what.

“No rush, darling. You can call me hubby later when we get back to the bedroom.” Morgan was talking

to Lianne when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck for no reason.

He looked up to find the source of the coldness. As expected, he was met with Zane’s fierce gaze.

Morgan smiled provocatively. “Oh, I’m just so lucky to have such a beautiful wife!”

Zane’s eyes under his silver-framed glasses narrowed slightly as he stared at Morgan with hostility.

However, Morgan pretended not to notice.

After the role assignment was complete, everyone returned to the room belonging to their character.

Lianne walked ahead and quickly found her character’s room.

Morgan deliberately trailed behind. When everyone returned to their rooms, he looked at Zane with a

playful smile. “Do you want to pretend to be husband and wife with Lianne?”

Zane said, “She’s my assistant.”

“Why are you so stubborn?” Morgan grabbed the script in his hand and swapped it with his own script.

“While I can fulfill your wish in this game, who will help you in real life?”

“It’s good that you’re self-aware!” Zane took Morgan’s script and strode toward Lianne’s room.

Morgan was ecstatic when he saw Zane’s impatient pace. “Aw… My boy Zane has finally grown up!”

When Zane opened the door and entered the room, Lianne did not raise her head and was

concentrating on the script.

Lianne’s ability to memorize things was undeniable since she was capable enough to be Zane’s Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

assistant. She read every line and quickly memorized all the content on the few pages.

Once familiar with the script, Lianne realized someone else was in the room. “Mr. Quay…”

Lianne looked up but did not see Morgan. Instead, she saw Zane, who was not reading the script and

seemed to be looking at her. “Mr. Atlas, why are you here?”

Zane replied, “Morgan stole my script.”

Lianne said, “Oh… Then, did you read the script?”

Zane answered. “Yes, I read it.”

Lianne was speechless.

Fine…

As expected of Zane, he started reading the script after her but finished before she did.

After the awkward conversation ended, the two sat on either side of the room.

There was no proper air circulation in the room, and Lianne felt uncomfortable being alone in the same

room with Zane. Lianne felt hot and stuffy, and her forehead started sweating.

“It’s so hot…” Lianne felt so hot that she tugged at her collar, exposing her fair neck.

It only took one look at her for Zane’s mouth to go dry. He felt as if a fire was burning in his body. The

broadcast in the room sounded at this time. “Dear players, the game officially begins now. The door will

not open until the murderer has been found.”

Zane realized something and immediately got up to open the door. However, the door did not budge.

He also took out his phone, but there was no signal. “Lianne…”

“Hmm…” Lianne spoke normally, but her voice sounded so soft and charming. It was like a fatal drug.

Zane took a deep breath. “We may have been drugged.”