Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

Could it really be as Venom said? Daisy was indeed expecting him to do something...

As he looked at Daisy's slender figure with her back to him, and at the delicate fragrance emanating from her, the image of her after her bath that night and the scene of her carefully dressing up the night before flashed through his mind once again.

So Venom's guess that day was actually correct; the one who was wrong was himself.

Chapter 147, Gwen's Gift

The sun was shining brightly in New York today, adding warmth to the already desolate city.

Feeling the cold wind blowing in his face through the car window, Holm slowly parked the car in front of Daisy's house.

"Ah~! It feels so good to be home. Thank you for bringing me back." Daisy stretched and smiled at Holm in the driver's seat.

Holm waved his hand and laughed, "No need to be so polite, just remember to reimburse the gas expenses."

Hearing Holm's words, Daisy rolled her eyes at him and said, "Dream on. I was just being polite. I didn't even ask you for money to write the report, so how dare you ask me for gas money?"

Hearing her words, Holm sighed and said with great regret and heartache, "Sigh~ I don't know who was the one who volunteered to write reports before. They were so eager to do it that we couldn't even take them away from them. But now they've started to slack off. People are so fickle, especially women, especially beautiful women."

His words left Daisy speechless. Back then, she was a newbie in the workplace, eager to learn as much as possible. Now that she's a senior employee, she naturally wants to slack off too.

"Hmph, you have the nerve to say that? I've saved you so much trouble, and you'd better hurry up and try to please me. If you say that to me again, I won't write for you anymore," Daisy said, arms crossed.

"Flatter her, flatter her now." Holm said as he held out his hand to Daisy, and with a flick of his wrist, a delicate necklace fell from his hand.

"Isn't this a beautiful gift for you?"

“Your dress was beautiful that night, but it was a little bare around the neck. Adding this would have made it just right.”

Looking at the necklace that shimmered and sparkled with a luxurious light in the sunlight, Daisy could not hide her surprise and joy.

“This… thank you… but I didn’t prepare a gift…” Daisy suddenly realized that she hadn’t prepared any gift for Holm.

When she left Sokovia, she was preoccupied with her failed plan and couldn't muster any energy. She fell asleep as soon as she boarded the plane.

After getting off the plane, they went to S.H.I.E.L.D. to submit a report and got busy with work until just now. Now they are ready to enjoy their next few days of vacation.

"I don't need you to give me a gift in return. Just help me write the reports properly in the future," Holm said with a smile and a wink.

"Mmm." Daisy looked down at the necklace and nodded gently, biting her lip.

Holm then helped her take her things down and drove her home.

Daisy looked at the necklace in her hand with a happy expression, occasionally letting out a silly giggle.

Just as she was about to try it on to see how it looked, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have let another opportunity slip by.

She should have had Holm put the necklace on for her, then invite him over for a drink of water, then go back to her bedroom to change into the dress, and then... everything would have gone so smoothly.

Unfortunately, she was so focused on looking at the necklace and grinning like an idiot that she didn't think of this at all, and only remembered it now that everyone had left.

Thinking about this, Daisy felt a little annoyed, but looking at the necklace around her neck, she quickly cheered up again.

Anyway, there's plenty of time and opportunities. She'll always have her chance, and Holm will always have his moments of weakness.

While Daisy fiddled with the necklace, Holm returned to his own home.

After putting away all the things he bought, he leaned back on the sofa, enjoying this moment of peace and relaxation.

After guessing Daisy's little secret, he was also a little at a loss, but fortunately Daisy was also sullen at the time and did not notice his abnormality.

After returning to New York, he had adjusted his mindset, and Daisy seemed to have returned to normal, which made him relax.

He's not really good at dealing with these things, so it's best if things stay the same as before.

Just as he was lost in thought, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Holm picked up his phone and saw that it was a message from Gwen, asking if he had time to talk to her about something and that she had something she wanted to give him.

He had been dealing with various matters since the Sandman incident ended, and only now has it come to a temporary end, allowing him a few days of relaxation.

So it has to be said that Gwen's timing for sending the message was really good; he just happened to have the time right now.

So he replied to Gwen's message, then got up from the sofa and went out the door.

Half an hour later, Holm arrived at the familiar coffee shop as promised and sat down opposite Gwen.

"Is there something going on today?" Holm asked, looking at Gwen, who had suddenly become quite sophisticated, a departure from her usual relaxed and casual style of hoodies and sweatshirts.

Today, Gwen wore a brown knit sweater with a diamond pattern, white trousers, and a mid-length trench coat draped over the back of a chair.

Although this outfit is still casual, it is an extremely sophisticated and fashionable casual style. Combined with her slightly wavy long blonde hair and lightly made-up face, her overall temperament has become much more mature.

Hearing Holm's words, Gwen unconsciously touched the small earring on her ear and said, "What's wrong? Do I look like I just finished an event?"

“No, it’s just that I rarely see you... I should say I’ve never seen you dressed like this before, so I was a little surprised, but you’re very beautiful, really very beautiful,” Holm explained.

Hearing Holm's explanation and his praise, Gwen smiled, then winked and said, "You'll probably see him often from now on, so don't be too surprised."

"Hey, these are the clothes you lent me before, and this is a gift for you. After all, you've helped me so many times and given me so many little gifts, and I haven't given you anything back yet."

As Gwen spoke, she handed Holm a bag and a large box. The bag contained the clothes she had worn before, and the box contained the gifts she had bought.

The clothes in the bag had been washed clean, and Holm could even smell a faint fragrance.

To be honest, he had almost forgotten about the clothes. If Gwen hadn't mentioned them today, he would never have remembered them in his life.

As for the gift next to it, Holm was somewhat surprised by the size of the box, and also curious about what was inside that required such a large box.

When he opened the box, he found that it contained a well-made and very comfortable suit.

“I noticed you often wear casual suits like this, so I had one custom-made for you,” Gwen said, observing Holm’s expression.

Seeing that Holm didn't dislike it at all, but was actually quite surprised, she immediately felt relieved.

Chapter 148, Exposing the Crisis

"Is this custom-made?" Holm initially thought it was a standard suit, but after a closer look, he realized it wasn't.

Gwen nodded and said, "It's custom-made. I calculated the size based on your coat and my usual observations, so if there's anything that doesn't fit, please let me know and I'll have them adjust it."

“It shouldn’t be inappropriate. I trust your observation skills. Thank you for the gift, I really like it.” Holm said with a smile after hearing Gwen’s words.

For the two of them with special abilities, observing this data was not difficult. For example, he could usually tell Gwen and Daisy's sizes at a glance and judge the thickness of their underwear by the degree of undulation.

After briefly regaining his composure, Holm put the gift away and continued asking Gwen, "By the way, didn't you say you had something to tell me?"

Hearing Holm's question, Gwen leaned forward slightly, her expression turning slightly serious, and lowered her voice, saying, "Lately, I've been feeling a faint sense of being watched, as if someone is following and monitoring me. It's happened several times already. Each time I've noticed it, I've carefully conducted counter-surveillance, but I haven't found anything..."

Upon hearing this, Holm immediately became serious, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he said, "I know your senses have always been very sharp, so if you can sense something like this, it means that someone is indeed spying on you from the shadows."

"...Have you gotten into any trouble lately? Could it be that you've unwittingly become involved in some troublesome case, and that's why some agents are tracking and investigating you?"

"No, no, that can't be right. How could an ordinary agent go undetected? But if it's someone like me... I don't recall ever hearing of such an operation... and you're not usually on our watch list..."

"Could it be that your identity has been exposed?" Holm looked at Gwen thoughtfully.

Gwen nodded slightly and said, "It's not impossible, because this feeling of being watched doesn't just exist when I'm Gwen Stacy. It also seems to have appeared when I transformed into Spider-Woman to fight criminals. Although it seems to have only happened once, I believe I'm not mistaken."

Hearing Gwen's response, Holm frowned even more. If that was really the case, then things were going to get complicated.

Unless this sense of being spied on comes from two parties, one monitoring Gwen Stacy and the other monitoring Spider-Woman, Gwen's identity has certainly been exposed to this monitor.

However, according to Gwen, this happened before he returned, so if they wanted to do something to Gwen, they should have already taken action by now.

Or perhaps the other party has other motives, or a deeper plan.

In summary, the enemy is currently in the shadows while Gwen is in the open. There is no better option than to remain still and act cautiously during this period.

Since the other party has already started such actions, they will likely continue. As long as we take the initiative to exert some pressure when the feeling of being monitored reappears, I don't believe they won't slip up.

Thinking of this, Holm told Gwen his idea, and Gwen nodded after listening, as she had no better solution.

“I’ve had a few experiences now. When that feeling comes again, I will definitely react as quickly as possible. I don’t believe I can’t find this cowardly guy.” Gwen clenched her fist and said in a deep voice.

Since this incident, a heavy weight has been on her mind, because if her identity is exposed, it will not only mean trouble for him, but also put her father, George Stacy, in constant danger.

She had dealt with many special criminals in the past and offended many criminal gangs. Those people couldn't do anything to her, but they had a thousand ways to deal with an ordinary person.

Every time Gwen thought about this, she felt depressed and irritable. This feeling of powerlessness was what she hated the most, and it reminded her of many memories buried deep in her heart.

Sensing Gwen's suppressed emotions, Holm grasped her tightly clenched fist and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, I'll help you solve this problem. If you sense this guy again next time, remember to tell me immediately. As long as I can sense his presence, he definitely won't be able to escape."

“I will also make arrangements for your father. I will try to keep him at the police station during this period, since the police station should be the safest place for him right now.”

“I know what you’re most worried about, so if… your identity is really exposed, I’ll help you clean up those guys… those scum didn’t need to continue living and wasting social resources anyway. As for those rats in the shadows, if they’re smart enough, they won’t do anything stupid, otherwise no one can save them…”

Holm's initial words of comfort were relatively gentle, but when he spoke the latter part, although his expression did not change much, the cold killing intent and indifference in his tone could not be concealed, and no one would think he was joking.

Before Gwen could react, Venom had already become excited.

It chuckled and shouted directly into Holm's mind, "Heh heh! I've remembered what you said. You absolutely must keep your word! Don't go back on your promise!"

"Since I'm going to kill those guys anyway, I might as well eat them all. It'll be a good way to make use of them."

"Compared to harming society, it's a good deed for those scumbags to fill my stomach before they die, hahaha!"

"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! Just thinking about it is so exciting! Although it's a little unfair to the person across from you, please, you spies on her, increase your efforts!!!"

"Ha! My mouth is watering, hehehehe!"

"Shut up! If you say another word, I'll take away your chocolate." Faced with Venom's incoherent shouting, Holm was exasperated and directly unleashed his ultimate weapon to forcefully suppress it.

He would only do this if things really developed to that point; if all else is possible, it would be best not to reveal Gwen's identity.

After all, she's not Tony Stark, who's rich, powerful, and has a high status, yet is still an orphan. Her only close friend, Obadiah, is gone. Now, Pepper Potts is the CEO of Stark Industries, with many bodyguards accompanying her when she travels, and she also has Tony as her summoned beast, so she doesn't have to worry about safety issues at all.

Chapter 149, Hello, I am Felicia Hardy.

Faced with such comfort and promises from Holm, how could Gwen not be moved? She had never thought of asking Holm to do anything for her.

She had only wanted to confide in Holm about her troubles and see if there were any good solutions through their conversation.

Although she usually adhered to the principle of not killing criminals, she was not at all disgusted by the cold killing intent revealed in Holm's words; on the contrary, she was even more moved.

"No need to thank me too much, and please don't be so moved as to cry. If you really want to thank me, just treat me to a meal. It'll be at least a month, right?" Holm winked at Gwen and teased her. The tense atmosphere from before instantly dissipated with his words.

Hearing Holm's teasing, Gwen pursed her lips and retorted, "Who's crying? I'm not! I was planning to treat you to dinner, but now that's off! Not even a week, let alone a month!"

However, although her words were firm, her tone was not fierce at all; on the contrary, it was somewhat soft.

Seeing her expression and response, Holm couldn't help but smile. Gwen was indeed adorable, like a little puppy with its fur standing on end.