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.

this time. The patriarch of the Ford family has gotten old. Sooner or later, Shawn will

“I got it.”

to ask me why I’m taking you with

rendered speechless for a brief

keep an eye on him if you follow me. Don’t worry, with my help, the Ford family won’t be able to do anything

“Understood,” Han replied.

next Sunday, at seven o’clock in the morning, Ian went to the White family to pick Leah up. He wore a black

admirably. “Ian, please, take me with you. I’d love to meet him

a distant look. “Sasha, listen to me. I’ll bring you a gift from Saint Ville

treated her like a child whenever he talked

came out of

his smile and opened the front passenger car

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

bid farewell to both Jane and Sasha, then got into Ian’s

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

I’m just afraid to

“You won’t,” Ian replied.

helped Leah claim her luggage and started a conversation with her while

her. It was a traditional-style homestay, with a small

the corridor was a tea room, a leisure room, and a large hot spring

the first time Leah stayed in such a beautiful homestay. Her eyes

her expression and smiled. He explained, “This homestay is very famous in Saint Ville. People

nodded and said,

the homestay, Ian checked in using Sullivan’s name, and the receptionist ushered

put on the slippers, and

floor, and a man in a bathrobe, looking like he was in his fifties, was sitting in