Begging For A Reconciliation

“You’re not searching for that woman anymore, are you? You’ll let her go even if she might still be alive, right?” Shyanne continued to interrogate.

“I don’t need you to meddle in my affairs,” Han responded while staring at her coldly.

“But, it’s related to our dad, I can’t…” Shyanne did not manage to finish her sentence.

She looked down in horror at his hand that was choking her neck.

Han gripped her neck but did not use any force. Even so, she could not say a word.

“Don’t make me repeat myself,” Han growled at her.

Shyanne was so terrified that her body trembled uncontrollably. She immediately pleaded, “Okay, okay, I get it. I won’t talk about it anymore.” Han smirked coldly, let go of his hand, and walked upstairs.

After the narrow escape, Shyanne fell on her knees, trembling. She touched her neck and gasped for air.

Han returned to his room and was about to take a shower. His cell phone rang at that moment.

The caller ID showed that Jackson was calling him. Upon answering the call. Jackson immediately went to the point. “Do you know that Shawn is back?”

Han narrowed his eyes and replied, “Yes, I do.”

Jackson continued, “He invited me to discuss a business deal in Saint Ville. You’ll be going with me.”

As expected, Shawn really contacted Jackson. Han pinched his eyebrows impatiently.

Shawn was the eldest son of the Ford family, one of the most influential families in Saint Ville. Just like the Howard family, they built their fortune through the property business. Previously, they were more influential than the Howard family. Only after Han took over the Howard family, he succeeded in surpassing them.

Shawn must be plotting something this time. The patriarch of the Ford family has gotten old. Sooner or later, Shawn will take over the reins of the Ford family, and Shawn

“I got it.”

to ask me why I’m taking you with

speechless for a brief

on his return. You can keep an eye on him if you follow me. Don’t worry, with my

“Understood,” Han replied.

White family to pick Leah up. He wore a black

me with you. I’d love to meet

to me. I’ll bring you a

he talked to her, even though

out of the house

opened the front passenger car door

Leah’s hands and reminded her, “I want you to

bid farewell to both Jane and Sasha, then got

car, Ian talked to her. “Don’t be nervous, Mr.

I’m

“You won’t,” Ian replied.

her luggage and started a conversation with her while walking. “Mr. Simmons booked us

bus and looked at the residence in front of her. It was a traditional-style homestay, with a small garden in front and a long corridor in the backyard. The

and a large hot spring divided into men’s

in such a beautiful homestay. Her

it beautiful?” Ian noticed her expression and smiled. He explained, “This homestay is very famous in Saint Ville.

and said, “It’s

in using Sullivan’s name, and

took off their shoes, put on the slippers, and entered

There was a square table on the wooden floor, and a man in a bathrobe, looking like he was in his fifties,