Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 45

Han halted. He turned around and stared at Shyanne in the eye. “I didn’t.”

“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

“I got it.”

to ask me why I’m taking

rendered speechless

if you follow me. Don’t worry, with my help,

“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 suit and had a gentlemanly smile on his

take me with you. I’d love to

to me. I’ll bring

always treated her like a child whenever he talked to her, even though she was already

came out of the

widened his smile and opened the

want you to call me when

Mom. Don’t worry about me,” Leah bid farewell to both Jane and

the car, Ian talked to her. “Don’t

“I’m not nervous. I’m just afraid to let

“You won’t,” Ian replied.

Leah claim her luggage and

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

and a large hot spring divided into men’s and women’s sections.

time Leah stayed in such a beautiful homestay. Her eyes were

He explained, “This homestay is very famous in Saint Ville. People from all over visit

said,

checked in using Sullivan’s name,

their shoes, put on

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

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